As I wear the shade of my Ancestors

By Jacqueline Amos

Untouched for I am pure.
For there are no mixture in my blood
Blackberry Baby. What is the deliberation
of my skin? For I am you and you are I
Self-hatred left by those who hate me
Blackberry as sweet as he Georgia pine
for your heart is as gold. And you sing
the songs of the ancestors who have locked
their stories within you. So you can tell
the world legacy of the inner beauty
that you share. As your lips are curved
and your hair is natural without press
Pure as the history that your legacy has
written. Blackberry Baby a blessing from God

Jacqueline Amos

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