In the tapestry of night, stars gently gleam,
A reflection of the beauty in the black dream.
Melanin rich, with stories untold,
A legacy of strength in hues bold.

Each curl, each shade, a testament to grace,
A history woven into every face.
The rhythm of drums, the dance of time,
A melody of resilience, sublime.

With every dawn, the sun kisses the skin,
In every struggle, a new strength within.
Beauty unbounded, fierce and true,
A testament of power, in all we do.

Celebrate the night, celebrate the day,
In every shade, let beauty have its say.
For in being black, there’s a world of pride,
A universe of beauty, deep and wide.