Why I'm Black
(a poem for thought)
Lord, Lord
Why did You make me Black?
Why did You make someone
the world wants to hold back?
Black is the color of dirty clothes,
the color of grimy hands and feet
Black is the color of darkness,
the color of tire-beaten streets.
Why did You give me thick lips,
a broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did You make someone
who receives the hatred stare?
Black is the color of the bruised eye
when someone gets hurt.
Black is the color of darkness,
Black is the color of dirt.
How come my bone structure's so thick,
my hips and cheeks are high?
How come my eyes are brown
and not the color of daylight sky?
Why do people think I'm useless?
How come I feel so used?
Why do some people see my skin
and think I should be abused?
Lord I just don't understand.
What is it about my skin?
Why do some people see my skin
and think I should be abused?
Black is what people are "listed"
when others want to keep them away.
Black is the color of shadows cast.
Black is the end of the day.
Lord, You know my own people mistreat me
and I know this just ain't right.
They don't like my hair.
They say I'm too dark or too light.
Lord don't You think it's time for You
to make a change?
Why don't You re-do creation and
make everyone the same?
GOD ANSWERED:
Why did I make you Black?
Why did I make You Black?
Get off you knees and look around.
Tell me, what do you see?
I didn't make you in the image of darkness,
I made you in likeness of ME!
I made you the color of coal from which
beautiful diamonds are formed.
I made you the color of oil, the black gold that
keeps people warm.
I made you from the rich, dark earth that can
grow the food you need.
Your color's the same as the black stallion, a
majestic animal is he.
I didn't make you in the image of darkness.
I made you in likeness of ME!
All the colors of the heavenly rainbow can be
found throughout every nation.
But when all of those colors were blended, you
became my greatest creation.
Your hair is the texture of lamb's wool.
Such a humble little creature is he.
I am the Shepherd who watches them.
I am the One who will watch over thee.
You are the color of midnight sky.
I put the stars' glitter in your eyes.
There is a smile hidden behind your pain.
That's why your cheeks are so high.
You are the color of dark clouds formed,
When I send My strongest weather.
I made you lips full so when you kiss the one
that you love, they will remember.
You stature is strong, your bone structure thick
to withstand the burdens of time.
The reflection you see in the mirror....
The image that looks back in MINE...
By an Anonymous Arthor
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