In the richness of the night, I find my grace,
A tapestry of stories, written on my face.
With every shade, a tale unfolds,
In the depths of my spirit, a legacy bold.

The rhythm of my heartbeat echoes through time,
Songs of ancestors, carried in rhyme.
Their strength is my foundation, their courage my guide,
In the mirror, I see the pride they provide.

From the roots of the earth, to the vastness of sky,
I rise with purpose, I fly high.
In every stride, I carve my name,
In every word, I claim my fame.

With skin like midnight, my essence pure,
In my heritage, I find the cure.
For every challenge, I stand unbowed,
With love and resilience, I am Black and proud.