Black Is Beautiful Poem by Preston Mwiinga - Poem Hunter
My sister, Mother, grandmother, aunt, my friends. We are all one. The dark roots we come.
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Look deep inside you. I see beauty, intelligence, strong, independent.
We are toughest. We say as we want.
And always keep it real. Disrespect is not in our dictionary.
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The way we walk, the way we talk. As I sit here today. Is it because of the roots that I come from or the color I am. There is more than that to me.
I am the African beauty that rises above my Congolese ancestry. I am bilingual as I speak to you from the tip of my tongue.
Nous sont un, nous sont tous belle.
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We are incredible. And one day they will all see. But my sisters. We need change. As a youngster.
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I watch my sisters dance and shake their ass for dollar bills. Is that right, or is that wrong? I ask.
So I also join. I began to dance to the music that they play.Horny Chats Freee
Our brothers. Our own kind.Catholic Singles Group
As you sit here and disrespect me. How wrong can that be? You call us bitches.
I will not accept the fact that you compare me to a dog. I am more than that I am a diamond.Oral For You Then I Women Wanting Sex Off
So how dare you disrespect me? My community is corrupting. Why do we categorize ourselves? Now we are not just black. We are yellow bone, red bone, dark skinned.
But look inside we are all one. My black is beautiful is yours? Login or register to post a comment.
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.black Is Beautiful Poem by Vidyadhar Durgekar - Poem Hunter
You call us bitches I will not accept the fact that you compare me to a dog I am more than that I am a diamond So how dare you disrespect me?
My community is corrupting Why?
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