The Blvckness

People who don't see color showing their true color
We're all hue man
But what hue is you
I'm 50 Langston Hughes
Darker than Hugh Jackman
But y'all got the nerve to mistreat me
Like I'm the mutant
I'm Luke Cage with this melanination
It's amazing
My Black is more of a Superpower
Than China is
Muscle, bone, and brain are warmed
By a mahogany coat of solar panels
Who needs electric companies
When I'm generating this Black Power
Dopeness per hour
By the kilo watt
We get charged with death penalties for our innocent existence
So we protest to legalize Blackness

Hair is kinky but it's not a fetish
Black woman says you'll catch these
Hands before you can ever touch this
No spared feelings, no cares given
There's no Karen their world
There's Atatiana, Breonna, Aura Janisha, Tanisha
Say their names, say their names
Y'all acting kind of shady
For a people who don't see color

The darker the melanin, the less intelligent
They used to claim
I'm dark like the neuromelanin in your brain
That protects you from Parkinson's Disease
So all lives have Black thoughts
Paranoid when they hear those Black voices
In their head
Stealing their sleep and peace of mind
As reparations for stealing our language
But couldn't steal our rhythm
And wouldn't you be sad if we made the Blues Black again
Our walk, our talk, our sex is smooth as Jazz
And even that has an African genotype
The flesh of Rock 'n' Roll and Disco
Was Micheal Jackson's skin tone
Until he Bleached it

It all goes to show that Blackness is Soul
It doesn't die
It reincarnates over many genres
It transcends physicality
It's mentality + spirituality
Where you can speak proper English
Think like a Negus, feel like a nigga
But act like a god or goddess

It is brilliant resilience
Rich in spirit, impoverished living
Fatherless and still smarter
Than 90% of the class
It's surviving slavery, thriving like it didn't happen
But living like our ancestors never died
They are reborn as Us today
Not for vengeance but for healing
It's laughing so hard you gotta run off and come back
It's Kool-Aid smiles with gangsta grills
It's doo rags and head wraps
It's kicks instead of shoes
It's, I'm trying to be like you, but I'm also doing me
It's Kwanza and Juneteenth
Wazzup with two zz's
You speak when you enter my house
But if I see you in the street
I greet you with a head nod from 20 feet away

You good? means 7 different things
And they're all understood
Everything is written over our Black Face
So you can see what we're thinking
It's never about what you say
But how you say it
It's Vodoun, Santeria, Ifa, the Orishas
It's ancestor worship
Blackness is liberation

Black boy joy and Black girl Magic
Killing linguistic semantics
Giving good meaning to bad words
Blackness is the word
And the word is with God
So the God body is a Black body
And mine was mirrored in God's imagination
Black since the Moors
Black since the Nubians
Black since the Khemetians
Black since the Atlanteans
Black since the Semites
Went from having a dream
To staying woke
Its one drop of this Blackness in your blood
And you're one of us
As long as you were raised by The Village
You think you're not racist
Because you have biracial children
But so did the slave masters