Africa, the tree of The Original Black Goddess dressed in her <br />Continental veneer <br />Releases the secrets of Her Mother-Magic for all to hear <br />When she breathes, it is the only atmosphere <br /> <br />It’s consciousness not color <br />It’s consciousness not color <br /> <br />Your eyes are open but you can’t see <br />Blinded by hate, imprisoned by misery <br />Your closest relative is self-pity <br />Mutilating your mind seems to be witty <br /> <br />You’ve become what you most despise <br />Anger and pain, a precious prize <br />You are the sole cause, you must realize <br />The soul’s Truth is in Africa’s eyes <br /> <br />Self-realization will be your salvation <br />Your innate valuables, you must be sure <br />Being Black is being more than a valour <br /> <br />It’s consciousness not color <br />It’s consciousness not color <br /> <br />Africa, the tree of The Original Black Goddess dressed in <br />Her continental veneer <br />Releases the secrets of Her Mother-Magic for all to hear <br />When She breathes, it is the only atmosphere <br /> <br />Don’t be fooled by the skin color rule <br />Your consciousness—the greatest tool <br />Spiritual energy the innate fuel <br />Allow it to be a constant renewal <br /> <br />Being Black is not an impediment <br />Other’s view of you is just sediment <br />Use it as a rich manure and fertilizer <br />The catalyst making you the wiser <br /> <br />It’s consciousness not color <br />It’s consciousness not color <br /> <br />Refuse to let slavery be your soul’s enclave <br />Don’t let being Black make you a slave <br />Don’t break the Law to misbehave <br />Give the judge reason to dig yo grave <br />Let you ancestral inheritance rant and rave<br /><br />Josephine DixonBanks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-original-black-goddess/
