Black

My black friend, you are always there.

Holding me back and keeping me down.

Like an old owl stare.

Or a head teacher's frown.

Oppressed and depressed.

Upsets and forgets

The joy and the humor

You are my tumor

My Cancer that grows

Deep from within

But your existence slows

And your skin grows thin

You can't hold me down

For my light will shine

And light up my town

You will become benign