Fresh kicks.
Strong daps.
Clean whips.
Beat slaps.
Expressions of Black Joy.
Captured on a Soulful Sunday.
Selah.
Pride of place.
Stride and rest.
Refill my cup,
Although it runneth over.
Familiar faces.
Beauty around.
Sun shining
Passion aggression.
A way to refill the mind body and spirit.
Some call us dark, but we are bright spots in the sun.
Dancing it off.
Laughing it off.
Eating it off.
Rolling it off.
Skating it off.
Riding it off.
Driving it off.
Smoking it off.
Snapping it off.
Stepping it off.
This is how we teach our kin.
We sun-kissed people proudly partake.
Our joyfilled agency makes this Town.
In all towns.
Oh what a feeling.
Tired yet rested.
Sacredness fueled by hope.
To parade through our streets.
Unabashed, unwieldly unyeilding.
Proudly over the top.
It is our right to show our light.
Exaulting. Uplifting.
Rain or shine or snow.
Nothing stops the glow.
Selah.
We drum on, religiously marching to our own beat.
BLK JOY
Strong daps.
Clean whips.
Beat slaps.
Expressions of Black Joy.
Captured on a Soulful Sunday.
Selah.
Pride of place.
Stride and rest.
Refill my cup,
Although it runneth over.
Familiar faces.
Beauty around.
Sun shining
Passion aggression.
A way to refill the mind body and spirit.
Some call us dark, but we are bright spots in the sun.
Dancing it off.
Laughing it off.
Eating it off.
Rolling it off.
Skating it off.
Riding it off.
Driving it off.
Smoking it off.
Snapping it off.
Stepping it off.
This is how we teach our kin.
We sun-kissed people proudly partake.
Our joyfilled agency makes this Town.
In all towns.
Oh what a feeling.
Tired yet rested.
Sacredness fueled by hope.
To parade through our streets.
Unabashed, unwieldly unyeilding.
Proudly over the top.
It is our right to show our light.
Exaulting. Uplifting.
Rain or shine or snow.
Nothing stops the glow.
Selah.
We drum on, religiously marching to our own beat.
BLK JOY
