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Lord, Why did You make me Black?

 

 

Lord, Lord

Why did You make me Black?

Why did You make someone

the world wants to hold 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-beaten streets.

Why did You give me thick lips,

A broad nose and kinky hair?

Why did you make me someone

who receives the hatred stare?

Black is the color of the bruised eye

when someone gets hurt.

Black is the color of darkness,

Black is the color of dirt.

How come my bone stucture’s so thick,

my hips and cheeks so high?

How come my eyes are brown

and not the color of the daylight sky?

Why do people think I’m useless?

How come I feel so used?

Why do some people see my skin

and think I should be abused?

Lord, I just don’t understand.

What is it about my skin?

Why do some people want to hate me

and not know the person within?

Black is what people are “listed”

when others want to keep them away.

Black is the color of shadows cast.

Black is the end of the day.

Lord, you know my own people mistreat me

and I know this just 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 it’s time for You

to make a change?

Why don’t You re-do creation and make everyone the same?

GOD ANSWERED:

Why did I make you Black?

Why did I make you Black?

Get off your knees and look around.

Tell me, what do you see?

I didn’t make you in the image of darkness,

I made you in the likeness of ME!

I made you the color of coal

from which beautiful diamonds are formed.

I made you the color of oil,

the black gold that keeps people warm.

I made you from the rich, dark earth

that can grow the food you need.

Your color’s the same as the black stallion,

a majestic animal is he.

I didn’t make you in the image of darkness.

I made you in the likeness of ME!

All the colors of the heavenly rainbow

can be found throughout every nation.

But when all of those colors were blended,

you became my greatest creation.

Your hair is like lamb’s wool.

Such an humble little creature is he.

I am the Sheperd who watches them.

I am the One who will watch over thee.

You are the color of the midnight sky.

I put the star’s glitter in your eyes.

There is 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 the one that you love,

they will remember.

Your stature is strong, your bone structure thick

to withstand the burden of time.

The reflection you see in the mirror…

The image that looks back is MINE.

by RuNell Ni Ebo

Praise Dance Video of “Lord, Why Did You Make Me Black?”

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