Black Beauty

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Black as the starlit sky,
Moist as the heavens earth,
I wear my coat of oil,
For God's greatest creation I know.

My ancestors blood,
Flows through my vains,
Their toils are my gains,
They clothe me in this finest garment,
For which I am forever proud.

So brothers and sisters,
Don't let your heart be troubled,
For our ancestors took care of our hardships,
So shake out your oil garments,
And lets walk through our golden streets,
Proud and Joyful.
Monday, April 2, 2007
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COMMENTS
Queens gon 16 March 2018
That was ok I could of done better
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Queeny Gona 24 November 2014
Beauty is seen in yr attitude rather than the color dear poet pal! I liked your way of thinking on Beauty!
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Blue Eyes 12 October 2008
i think it is a good poem though it has the complications of the classic poems.
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Henz Timber 20 May 2008
Nice poem, , its a blessing to be black, , better yet am shaking out my oil garments..lol..keep on writting
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