Our struggle.
Our drama.
Our fortitude.
Our strength.
Our capacities for kindness.
Our diverse hair lengths.
Our skin color tells the whole world
to behold.
Our hue is our badge...and yes, it
is bold.
Our blackness.
Our brown-ness.
Our tans and our yellows.
Our genes in all races (though they
murmur and bellow).
Our wheeling.
Our dealing.
Our hurt.
Our anger.
Our ability to speak truth to any
stranger.
Our laughter.
Our humor.
Our creativity.
Our steadfast in the face of
incivility.
Our passions.
Our sadness.
Our intelligence.
Our defiance against government
intransigence.
Our Thurgoods.
Our Tubmans.
Our Kings.
Our Truths.
Our Garveys.
Our Xs.
Our African roots.
Our ability to withstand the slings and the arrows.
Our greatness is world-known, right
down to our marrow.
Our hearts.
Our smiles.
Our true reality?
We are innocent compared to man's inhumanity.
Copyright (c) 2014 by VL Towler
All rights reserved.
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All rights reserved.
No copyright claim to photographs.
**** I just learned that another author used the title, "Our Beautiful Struggle," for his widely-celebrated book, which I have not read and about which I was not consciously aware until today 11/29/15. To the extent that I may have subconsciously heard it, I will be the first to state that the other author thought of the title first.
