Dear Black Father

Dear black father
You are something invincible
And unbending to outside, destructible forces.
You have carried me on your shoulders
Even though you carried the world too.
You cried on the inside because the pain
Would sometimes be too unbearable
But you stood firm like a 200 year old tree in the Amazon
Unphased as heavy rains pour
Using every drop to add to your strength rather than drown you.
I am a product of your willingness to never give up in life, but to live at all costs.
To strive for excellence because you shine through me like the sun onto its moon.
You are more than a black panther who hunts and moves in stealth in a society that sees you as nearly invisible.
But you are a god who has protected me and guided me.
You have raised me up many times when I felt like falling.
When the thought of letting go crept into my being, I think of myself as the daughter of a mighty spirit. Warrior and King.
And if you've never allowed yourself to break, no matter how hard times have gotten.
Than neither will I give myself the fate.
The iron to my shield.
The blood to my veins that give me will.
The small of my back that straightens under duress
This head that's held high above my shoulders while in my heels and pink dress.
Your role as father has made me powerful.
Thank you for carrying me and showing me strength.