Beautiful Black Girl

Yesterday I was sitting and thinking simultaneously. Whenever I try to do these two things together I always get this nagging urge to write. I grabbed a pen and some paper and began to just write. Its something so exciting about creating poetry, you know your hand is your brains instrument and you just let your thoughts flow onto paper. Well enough with my rambling here's the poem everyone.......

Beautiful Black Girl
Beautiful Black Girl, where do you go?
Born into a world that don't want to see you grow.
Suppressing all of your hopes and-
Replacing all of your dreams
Nothing in the world is ever what it seems.
The black ink that is your skin flowed smoothly,
through the pen of the Almighty Father who alone created you in his image.
Beautiful Black Girl with so much potential-
blooming into a marvelous flower.
Powerful are the roots of a soul sister, dug deep into the cool dirt,
holding down a legacy in the making.

Mother Earth from which the grass grows, keeps the sweet song-
of the tiny bluebird in the inner stitching of the wind.
The serene little tune reminds all the Beautiful Black Girls-
that they are never truly alone.
Placed  within a shadow, so that the intensity of an intimidating greatness-
in the possession of you may be forever hidden from your heart.
Break free black child, bound by the same somber chains-
that held you poor ebony mother down.
Oppressed her spirit and left her stranded, stripped of the freedom that once-
she embraced as naturally as the air laced within every breath.
Alone, empty is the heart of the unripe black berry-
taken prematurely from its bush.

Beautiful Black Girl, embrace the face of the dark sea.
Its vast reach far exceeding what can be seen on the mere surface,
Mourn girl! Remember the tragedy that comes with your inherited skin.
Never misplace the sacrifice, lost life.
Seeping through the wounds is the rich dark blood oozing for relief.
Only time can heal the pains that can not be seen.
Tick, Tock, Tick, Tick, Tick-
The hands spin, but the pain still remains because the slain still are one of the same skin.
Beautiful Black Girl, the burden that you bear, far exceeds your rightful share.
Surrounded by silent whispers of who said life is fair.
Beautiful Black Girl, know that the only love you need resides deep inside your heart.
Praying that hopefully it succeeds your hidden scars.
Never fear, our time is near, remember this
For we are Beautiful Black Girl.