Lord...Lord...Why did you make me black? Why did you make someone the world would hold back? Black is the color of dirty clothes,grimy hands and feet...Black is the color of darkness,of tired beaten streets...Why did you give me thick lips,a broad nose and Kinky hair??? Why did you create someone who receives the hated stare??? Black is the color of bruised eye when someone gets hurt... Black is the color of dirt. Why is my bone structure so thick,my hips and cheeks so high??? Why are my eyes... (continue reading)
