The Prayer of Every Little Black Girl

As a little girl growing up in a family where colorism ran rampant, with me being the “darkest” of the all, I often asked God why He made me like this…So when I came across this poem, as I journey to Remove My Veil to Reveal My Strength, it was everything I wanted say, have said, but am vowing not to ever say again.  I declare that “I am fearfully and wonderfully made, wonderful are the works of His Hands and My soul Boast thereof.” -Psalm 139:14.(NKJ)

Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something.  Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared  before I’d even lived one day. Psalm 139:13-16 (MSG).  

This was so good, I had to say it twice!  Whenever I feel my esteem, getting low, or self-doubt creeping in, I declare this scripture.

The Black Prayer

This is deep, so take your time.

Why Did You Make Me Black Lord
Lord .. Why did you make me black?
Why did you make someone
the world would hold back?…
Black is the color of dirty clothes,
of grimy hands and feet……
Black is the color of darkness,
of tired beaten streets…

Why did you give me thick lips,
a broad nose and kinky hair?
Why did you create someone
who receives the hated stare?

Black is the color of the bruised eye
when someone gets hurt…
Black is the color of darkness,
black is the color of dirt.

Why is my bone structure so thick,
my hips and cheeks so high?
Why are my eyes brown,
and not the color of the sky?

Why do people think I’m useless?
How come I feel so used?
Why do people see my skin
and think I should be abused?
Lord, I just don’t understand…
What is it about my skin?
Why is it some people want to hate me
and not know the person within?

Black is what people are “Labeled”
when others want to keep them away…
Black is the color of shadows cast…
Black is the end of the day.

Lord you know my own people mistreat me,
and you know this just ain’t right…
They don’t like my hair, they don’t like my
skin, as they say I’m too dark or too light!

Lord, don’t you think
it’s time to make a change?
Why don’t you redo creation
and make everyone the same?

God’s Reply:

Why did I make you black? Why did I make you black?

I made you in the color of coal
from which beautiful diamonds are formed…
I made you in the color of oil,
the black gold which keeps people warm.

Your color is the same as the rich dark soil
that grows the food you need…
Your color is the same as the black stallion and
panther, Oh what majestic creatures indeed!

All colors of the heavenly rainbow
can be found throughout every nation…
When all these colors are blended,
you become my greatest creation!

Your hair is the texture of lamb’s wool,
such a beautiful creature is he…
I am the shepherd who watches them,
I will ALWAYS watch over thee!

You are the color of the midnight sky,
I put star glitter in your eyes…
There’s a beautiful smile hidden behind your pain…
That’s why your cheeks are so high!

You are the color of dark clouds
from the hurricanes I create in September…
I made your lips so full and thick,
so when you kiss…they will remember!

Your stature is strong,
your bone structure thick to withstand the
burden of time…
The reflection you see in the mirror,
that image that looks back, that is MINE!

So get off your knees,
look in the mirror and tell me what you see?
I didn’t make you in the image of darkness…
I made you in the image of ME!

by RuNett Nia-Ebo

this poem was inspired by Genesis1:26-27
written an unknown Artist..

Genesis 1:26 and 27
And GOD said, “Let Us make man in Our image, and after Our likeness. So GOD created man in His own image, male and female He created them.

Has the effects of colorism affected you in some way? Have you ask God He made us different? Leave a reply to this thread, Lets Talk about it!


4 thoughts on “The Prayer of Every Little Black Girl

  1. Awesome post! As a Black woman, it’s a journey to our destiny and purpose to live a happy life when so many issues are placed on our shoulders such as colorism. I’ve always loved that poem “The Black Prayer” because we are a reflection of the Source and all that is.


    • Thank you for your reply, and Yes Lauren, this issue continues to plague us even now. We carry so much as women, specifically Black women…Sadly leads to other issues that affect how we live as Destined and Purposed women….


  2. I love this poem. I need to add this to our rotation to read with my daughter. As God has helped me learn to love myself, I truly believe that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I tell my daughter this every night so she will know that God created her in His image. My prayer is that she will love her beautiful skin color and know that she is God’s masterpiece!


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