Black And Proud

My skin is a gift that I inherited,

once worn by royalty that fell from glory.

Passed down generations before me

from slaves to civil rights leaders,

torn and stained with blood.

My mother tried to convince me there's pride in it

but why do I get the feeling

that somebody died in it?






Copyright © 2011 Daunt'e Loper

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bellawritter23 5 years ago from California

Great Poem!!!! Voted Up and Beautiful. It made me want to change nationalities. ;)

(no sarcasm involved, said from the bottom of my heart)

smiles

bellawritter23


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

LOL, thanks bella:) No sarcasm taken


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VioletSun 5 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie

Amazing what a few words in poetic form and photos can do. Gave me chills and made my eyes teary. Beautiful!

Voted up!


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you Violet, you are making my eyes teary now:)


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Stan Fletcher 5 years ago from Nashville, TN

This was great...Glad to be a fan...


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thanks Stan


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valeriebelew 5 years ago from Metro Atlanta, GA, USA

Like your poetry. also, thanks for following me. Think I'll follow you as well; Like what I see thus far. (:v And hey, you]re from Detroit, where one of my favorite rock artist is from, Kidd Rock forever!!!!!


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deepthought 5 years ago from In the middle of nowhere and worldwide but still that T.O.kid from da north of America

You got some good hubs here Bro. and love the line

"that somebody died in it


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you Valerie and deepthought


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Rosie2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Hiya Daunte, this is awesome! Straight from the heart. I love all the pics you included. Great job!

Have a nice day,

Rosie


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you Rosie


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Tinsky 5 years ago from Brisbane, Australia

Very poignant. And I agree with your Mum, she is a wise woman.


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thanks Tinsky


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Lakshmi Murukesh 5 years ago from Kollam

Truly marvellous


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you Lakshmi


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

A beautiful tribute to who you are and who you came from, we all must be proud of our heritage and live it. Yours was with much strife and in your poem many died for it and shed their blood.

Your mother's words were a gift to you to always be proud of it. Wonderful poem, I felt it deep in my soul. I am pleased to call you friend and follow you, thank you for the fan mail and the follow as well.

I look forward to reading more of your moving scribes. Peace my friend.


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you saddlerider


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epigramman 5 years ago

.....well this is so righteous - and I am so very very proud of you - and you know we're all poetic brothers here at the Hub - and the title reminds me of a song by the late great one and only James Brown!


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thanks epigramman


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lapetitegyptienne 5 years ago from Cairo, Egypt

That was very inspiring. You truely have a gifted way with words, and for the first time in my life ... I dnt know what to say so give yourself a pat on the back lol


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you lapetitegyptienne;)


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4elements 5 years ago

that was awesome. all i can say is wow!


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thanks 4elements


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Norma Budden 5 years ago from Nunavut, Canada

The resonating theme which seems to flow throughout this poem, but clinches it at the end, is one of depression - as though you can't fully fathom the words your mother stated because you feel as though you have died inside, despite every reason you may have to feel proud of your heritage.


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thanks Norma, I wrote this one as if I were a child that has just recieved a family heirloom.


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Brinafr3sh 5 years ago from West Coast, United States

Hi,

Awesome poem. Being black is a gift, I agree. Thanks


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Daunte Loper 5 years ago from Detroit Michigan Author

Thank you Brina:)

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