Let’s focus on the beauty of being black

A beauty from the past like Aretha, Rosa and Whitney

But i’d like to focus on the beauty that’s in front of me

There’s so much range and so much to talk about 

I really dont even know where to start 

From the different types of hairs to hairstyles that i have come to known  

There’s 3a —,3b 3c, and lets not forget about 4a, 4b, 4c 

The curls and coils are to die for 

Hairstyles where there’s locs 

And braids less of knots 

Dont forget the afros or even twist 

So many to choose from , how can we get tired of it? 

And dont get me started on the diversity of the different skin tones 

The prettiest skins ranging from albino, dark to medium to light to everything in between  

There’s so many out there —— i hope this poem — helps for them to be seen 

The beauty of being black — doesnt just stop at our looks 

There’s so much more there’s but I’ll just let you all wonder BUT

For an example of the small things that we do toward each other 

Like the look of the eyes when we notice something 

Honestly I could make a whole list of things like its nothing

One using her voice right now an a healthy way

Twins who can sing beautifully i can see them being famous one day 

Someone who uses her dance skills to praise the lord 

A friend of mine who writes oh how she never gets bored 

When I look at us i see dancers, teachers , actors , lawyers 

I could go on and on and maybe even write a book.

Maybe I should.

I see the future , the present and also the past

My hope is for the meaning of this poem to last 

But it’s time to end this poem

So instead of focusing on the struggles 

Lets focus on the beauty that we sometimes think we lack

That’s is the true beauty of being black