b.l.a.c.k.

we are beautiful beings
blessed from birth
boasting brown skin
in shades of
bronze,
burnt sienna
and beige,
brimming with brilliant ideas,
bright like light bulbs
burning overhead.
boldness and bravery
brew in our blood,
bubbling over in
blooming buoyancy,
though beset and beseiged by
billows, blasphemies and burdens.

let us labour therefore
to leave behind the
languid laziness that
we have been lambasted for.
let us laugh liberally
as we loose the linchpin
of the loathsome, lingering lie
that we cannot live
without lechery and lasciviousness.
let them look at us
and see that we are learned and learning
living life one leap of faith at a time,
leaning on the everlasting arms
of our loving Lord.

you see, we are always advancing,
with yet another aim to achieve,
a new position to attain,
accolades to be acquired,
adhering to the advice of the wise,
being alert and astute,
no acting in acrimony or
casting aspersions,
but accepting adversity
with alacrity and
the affected air
of an heir apparent
acknowledging
an abundant reward
after these light
afflictions.

oh yes, crosses and calamity will come.
but we must carry each cross
and cruise through calamity,
cool, calm and collected.
why? because we are the
creme de la creme,
the cream of the crop,
comforted by the fact that
He who led captivity captive,
the crucified Christ
came for us,
carefully considered us
and chose us,
not for our colour
or the content of our character
but to be a candle in the dark,
to change the course of human events.
it comes down to this:

the knowledgeable know that knowledge is key
so the keepers of the knowledge should be you and me.

--soledad evans (2007)