Born Black
I was destined,
To be born with this thick dark skin
Destined to be born a warrior
With bucketloads of charm and charism
The omen was no delusional imagination
It was a dream by the old dreamers
The omen was foretold
It was by the fortune tellers known
Maybe the ancestors chose me
Maybe the mighty hands of the ancient potters
Spun me into existence
I was destined to be born Black
Born with a spear in hand
Straight from birth
To this very earth
I was born a hunter of fear
I was destined to be born Black
They can't put off my blaze
When I Light my fire
I'm thick and tough
Smart and strong
I'm Black and fearless
I was destined to be born Black
Stranja
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