First Image of God

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First Image of God

 

Dark beauty who first was made from cool earth,

Undeniably, all blood confirms truth.

Renounce lies that hold no proof 

of sound reasons to devalue your worth.

Lies lead to generational dearth,

 so eradicate self-hate of your youth

along with stories that called you uncouth

written by men who knew not of your birth.

In mixed veins of humanity’s pride

African blood has learned to survive

to prove you were the first image of God.

6 Responses

  1. Uzoma says:

    Ah! This is super! I find history and a story (which I hope you could share with me) here. This, I hold dear: “African blood has learned to survive.”

    • Uzoma, you are being very kind! This poem needs a lot of work (sound-wise) lol I am very glad you love its content. One day say in the near future I will revise it for sound : ) Thank you so much for your encouragement!

  2. AAG says:

    Beautiful poem to start the morning. Lovely and simply way that you’ve told this story.
    Thank you.

  3. The vice like grip of yesterday’s lies. How easy it is to hate, but seemingly impossible to love. When lies are your bedding, and early morning mirror-talk, not even the sun-lit lawn can stir the soul, nor bird song and coffee. What it takes to leave lies behind, and pick up the truth. We fear its light.
    Great poem…I’m new here, I’ll have a look around a bit more. Looks great!

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