Black and Unbreakable
Black is the rhythm the world leans into,
A heartbeat carried through centuries,
Steady, strong, unshaken.
Black is the crown that grows from roots,
Coiled with stories, braided with pride,
A legacy no one can erase.
Black is the skin kissed by the sun,
Glowing like gold,
Unapologetically bold.
Black is the voice that rises
Even when the world tries to silence it—
A voice that sings, speaks, and reshapes the future.
Black is power,
Not because it tries to be,
But because it always has been.
To be Black is to carry brilliance in your bones,
History in your palms,
Hope in your stride.
You are a masterpiece—
Carved from courage,
Painted with purpose,
Lifted by ancestors who whisper:
“Keep rising.” #BlackLivesMatter #Africa
Black is the rhythm the world leans into,
A heartbeat carried through centuries,
Steady, strong, unshaken.
Black is the crown that grows from roots,
Coiled with stories, braided with pride,
A legacy no one can erase.
Black is the skin kissed by the sun,
Glowing like gold,
Unapologetically bold.
Black is the voice that rises
Even when the world tries to silence it—
A voice that sings, speaks, and reshapes the future.
Black is power,
Not because it tries to be,
But because it always has been.
To be Black is to carry brilliance in your bones,
History in your palms,
Hope in your stride.
You are a masterpiece—
Carved from courage,
Painted with purpose,
Lifted by ancestors who whisper:
“Keep rising.” #BlackLivesMatter #Africa
