Seeking Beauty

Why do you call me black beauty?

To be black is to be without love

And I have it because I am brown

I worked hard searching for it all around

My love for it is so profound

And will always keep it until underground

I am here talking to you with cries

I realize

Already dead before I died

Why this day had to be

If only I was able to see

I was beauty and it was me

Now I am just a naked black woman

Whose name is unknown to anyone who stands