Poetry

Behind the Black

behind-the-black

Black is a color that makes you sick.
What is it about it that would still stick?
What lies behind it is vital.
And what it shelters is my pick.

It is not easy to hide the hurt
nor is it a child’s play to smile in pain.
If black can hide it all why can’t you?
Why can’t you act new and shining
as he does?
Why can’t you absorb the heat
as he does?

He yells and tells,
doesn’t matter if you are broken
or you are down on your knees,
You got to, in your arms, hold it all
and stand tall. Black tall.
Be him for what you may lack
is what is the treasure hidden behind the black.


Photo Credit: nahidsheikh31

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