By Max M.

They knew too well that they faced segregation at home,
yet they fought tooth and nail to bring revolution for everyone.
They were celebrated for a moment, and despised for moments.
Show me the color of bravery, and I am certain it is black.

They walked, ran and slept in the streets to ensure we are categorized among the normal and worthy.
You would think skin color is not a big deal
Just because it is better now than then.
It took brave voices, to pass this message across.
Show me the color of bravery, and I am certain it is black.

They are not afraid to travel the continents, to find new homes there and integrate with every other race.
The past is in the past, they forge forward with the bravery of their forefathers
Trampling over residues of the past, just as they’re meant to do.
Show me the color of bravery, and I am certain it is black.

They are taking the world by storm, asking for what is rightfully theirs
Yes, they lead nations, invent and create.
Despite the struggles to get a place on this ladder, they go for it anyway.
Show me the color of bravery, and I am certain it is black.

History may camouflage and show up in the present times. Modern day slavery has fangs that bite into scars of the past. The echoes of their forefathers can still be heard. Brevity was passed down to generations.
Believe me when I say, I am certain the color of bravery is black.

Get me a world-renowned painter. Let them paint me a picture of bravery: Let me marvel at how beautiful they paint in black: and display its true meaning.
If bravery is a color, I am certain it is black.