Poem: Diluted Melanin

Rest assured, they may have succeeded in diluting the melanin of the Countless and the Uncounted,but there is no dilutingthe Blackness of those who remain.Not only do we absorb light,and convert energy,we are the flow of oceans,seeds of the Earthflung far and wideto populate and cultivateevery continent we arrive upon.We are the wind and theContinueContinue reading “Poem: Diluted Melanin”

Poem: Why did God make me Black? by RuNell Ni Ebo

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 andContinueContinue reading “Poem: Why did God make me Black? by RuNell Ni Ebo”