Blackness

Blackness

A Poem by Choosing Life
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The Power Of Him always manifested beyond his skin, and then some... For My brothers... Head up, always!

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He is Blackness...
The power of soul walking in dark chocolate skin
Pure heart encased within.
He is all that God meant,
When He said let there be light…
A soul that shines so bright.
He is Blackness redefined,
Strength living…
He is blackness!
A reflection of the glory of Heaven.
But not like what we are taught by history
Or not what it means in those old country westerns
He is not evil or lacking anything.
He is simply a blessing.
Not void or something that is missing…
Instead, he is that God given brilliance.
One of Adam's blood descendents…
A reflection and part of the image
Of the Garden of Eden,
Breathing…
He is a remnant of paradise.
The riches you can find in his mind are limitless
Not to mention the ability to create with his hands…
And the beauty of his onyx skin,
Look at him grin,
And you will find Paradise again~
He is Blackness
Rhythm and style.
Proud!
He is a royal dream dipped in reality,
To bring truth and change in the Almighty's name.
From the lineage of kings he is history reborn,
Carrying on what Eternity gifted him with.
A God given gift to the universe.
Hope's rebirth found in his stride,
Can not be denied.
He makes the earth tremble ~
 
He is Blackness
Divinity Living…
A manifestation of Heaven's replication
Of Awesomeness on this earth.
He is priceless and glorious to behold~
 
He is Blackness!
And his beauty is often untold.
Yet his story has been sold to the masses…
Most often even he doesn’t grasp this-
His ability to drop seeds that makes the world
Change form into greatness.
He is of the elect.
Chosen by God's own hand,
To make more than a dent in this realm.
It’s so easy to want to honor him.
To want to bow at his feet.
To want to remind him how inspiring he is.
Even as the world denies him he still rises to shine again.
How can you not want to sit and listen to his every dream and whim?
How could you not want to know every treasure of his soul?
How could not want to cherish all that he is and will be,
As you watch his dreams unfold?
How could you not want to share every secret he holds?
 How could you not want to hold his hand,
And help him Stand on his visions and plans?
How could you not see God in him?
He is so much more than a Black man
He is the beauty and power of Blackness~
 

© 2008 Choosing Life


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Sounds like old ancient legend by master pen. You take us on journey on own exploration and wondering scenery at your words. End is really epic.

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