Living in Color

Living in Color

In the world of onyx,
I wear red, black, and green,
Twirling at my kinky coils,
Hanging ankhs in each ear,
Crowning peace---
As my heart rehearse in revolution.
I speak.I fight. I cry.
For the people.

Strutting in my ancestor's footprints,
Soaked in halves of ambition and wisdom,
I dance in peace with love at the corner
of my lips for all the times
I've been cheated chances,
and labeled misunderstood.
But knowledge knows me---
I tattoed his name in cursive by mine.

Walking like jazz,
I tucked in my rhythm and blues.
Nodded at history.
Feared no more in black
As I grew from the struggle
To be who I am.



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