6/17/2020 4 Comments Blackness: a spoken poemThis is for all the little black and brown girls out there who once in their life felt that their blackness was something that needed to be anything than what it is: Greatness.
BLacknessBlackness, is the skin that I’m in, but what happens when being born black is simply a sin and the only crime you’ll ever commit is to exist? The skin that I tried so hard to shed, in the way that I talked or how I made my friends, working so hard to make somebody, just anybody, to like me, because they couldn’t really see me past the darkness that their parents told them made me a threat, to them and their existence when... it was their existence that suppressed my resistance to a system that made me want to be more like them; because being me was wrong and being black was dangerous and so I tried, so hard, to shed this beautiful skin that I’m in until one day, somebody told me that God gave me this skin because he wanted the sun to love us a little bit more than the rest. And so then, I began to undress all the layers of resentment that they put into me and told me to wear- let my wings fly free after they tried so hard to bend them to fit theirs. Finally let me sing with the rest of my black sun kissed goddesses because they tried so hard to keep me away from the power, they knew I would gain from being united with more people who didn’t look like them. I no longer was afraid to resist because I was already afraid to exist, when my only crime was that I failed to submit to the system that had stolen everything away from me anyway. And so today, I fly. And when you look up in the sky, my skin is the reason why I can dance with God in the clouds so freely, because my skin doesn’t burn when I finally am able to bask in his glow. Untouched by the hands of a world that’s tried to tear me down. And so no longer will I try to shed my skin, again. Because my skin, is nothing but a blessing. You are beautiful, you are black and that makes you powerful. You are not a flaw, a mistake or an imperfection. You are black girl MAGIC and that's on period.
Always with love, Arianna
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Abisola Fashakin
6/17/2020 01:56:39 pm
Touched my soul. I love the self love that is radiating from this girl!!!! XOXO -A
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Arianna
6/17/2020 02:15:30 pm
Thank you! 😘💕
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Naylea
8/27/2020 05:22:44 pm
“I no longer was afraid to resist because I was already afraid to exist” wow 🙌🏻🙌🏻
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Arianna
8/29/2020 09:15:56 pm
Thank you! 💕
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