Blackness is something you shouldn't hide. We're filled with fortitude, power, robustness, and pride. The Blackness you tried to slaughter and demonize. Filling history with blasphemous actions and lies.
Your forefathers tried to cut our tongues. You ripped our parents from their young. Scientifically accused us of being dumb. We rose, we conquered, and fought as one.
Blackness is something that isn't wrong. We walk like our ancestors, tall and strong. The battles we fight still hard and long.
Blackness is resplendent and marching on.
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