My Blackness - Poem by Anita Khelawan
Yes I am black and dats a fact.
To some its just a colour,
I look at it as the history of my ancestor.
As my friend said 'black is about spirit and soul'
Hell yeah its d most precious thing in d world.
So my definition of black...........
I am loving my blackness,
I know I am a 'Nubian Empress'.
So divine, wonderful and kind,
Dis is how I am goin to be for a lifetime.
Apart of dis black dynasty......
LOVING MA SKIN AND EVERY PART OF ME! ! ! ! ! ! !
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