Why God Made Me Black
By: Timothy Steward


This drawing was done by someone in prison
and I was granted permissionto use it,
but have never recieved any info


Lord, Lord, why did you make me black?
Why did you create this world to hold me back?
Black is the color of dirty clothes,
the color of grimy hands and feet.
Black is the color of darkness, the color of tire-ridden streets.
Why did you give me thick lips, a broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did you create someone who receives hateful stares?
Black is th color of a bruised eye, the color of dirt.
How come my bone structure is so thick,
my lips and cheeks so high?
How come my eyes are brown
and not the color of the day-lit sky?
Why do people think I'm useless, How come I feel so used?
Why do people see my skin color and feel I should be abused?
Lord! I just don't understand what it is about my skin?
Why is it people want to hate me
and not even know the person I am within?
Black is how people are "Listed",
when others want to keep them away.
Black is the colors of shadows cast, at the end of the day,
Lord! You know my own people mistrust me
and I know this ain't right.
They don't like my hair, they say I'm too dark, or too light.
Lord! Don't you think it's time for a change?
Why don't you redo creation, and make everyone the same?...

Gods Reply


Why did I make you Black?
Get off your knees, look around and tell me what you see!
I didn't make you in the image of darkness,
I created you in the image of me!
I created you the color of coal,
from which beautiful diamonds are formed.
I created you the color of oil,
the black gold that keeps people warm.
I created you from the rich, dark earth
that grows the food you need.
Your color is the same as the stallion,
a majestic animal indeed.
I didn't make you in the image of darkness,
I created you in the image of me!
All the colors of the Heavenly Rainbow,
can be found throughout every nation
When all of those colors are blended,
You became my greatest creation.
Your hair is the texture of lambs wool,
such a humble creature is he.
I am "The Shepherd", who watches over thee.
You are the color of the midnight sky,
I put the stars glitter in your eyes.
There's a smile hidden behind your pain,
that's why your cheeks are so high.
You are the color of dark clouds,
formed when I send my strongest weather.
I made your lips full, so when you kiss your loved ones,
they will remember.
Your stature is strong, your bone structure thick,
so as to withstand the burden of time,
The reflection you see in the mirror,
well, the image looking back... Is Mine!





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