THE BLACKNESS OF MY BLACKNESS
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I’m not open to others
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I have one sister but no brothers
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I can’t choose from two different colors
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I tell the truth and you’re just a bluffer
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I never saw a dove
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I want to go above
The Blackness of my Blackness is that I will never rap as good as Mr. Hova
Great poem sean i think that just like your poem the saints go marching in also has a hidden note of sadness in it though it is not openly expressed
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