Being Black is my Superpower

See my color and see my struggle. 
Do not be blind to my troubles. 
See my hair and learn the roots from which they grew. 
See my breast and prize the milk that flows through. 
See my body and foster the seeds that it carries. 
See my eyes and engrave the waters that they bury. 
See my skin and the sun beaming off me. 
See my color and know my fury. 
See my color and make an effort to understand. 
My exhaustion. My raging pains.  
Eliminate the perpetual hate. 
See my color and simply love me for it.

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