Beauty
I find, in being Black,
a thing of “Beauty”;
like a joy; a strength;
a secret cup of gladness …
a native land in neither time nor place …
a native land in every Black face!
Be loyal to yourselves;
your skin;
your hair;
your lips;
your speech;
your laughing kinds
are Black kingdoms,
vast as any other.
by
— Ossie Davis
