In the depths of night’s embrace, I find my strength,
A history woven in resilience, unyielding pride,
From fields of labor to voices raised in song,
Our legacy a tapestry, vibrant and long.

Melanin kissed by the sun’s gentle grace,
Each hue a testament to beauty and might,
In every shadow, we carve our place,
Standing tall, through darkness and light.

Our roots run deep, in lands far and wide,
Stories etched in time, courage our guide,
With every step, we honor those before,
Bound by love, we rise and soar.

Proudly we walk, in this skin we’re in,
Strengthened by the battles, victories we win,
United in spirit, our heads held high,
Black and proud, we touch the sky.