Be it loose or wide

The size should never be a pride

Without front nor back

A typical African man won't fall flat

Truth lies in my lines

Decipher now and feel the pride

The blackness in me is at equilibrium with my reasoning

Poem tasting like a food with onga seasoning

Flipped by my sensitive nature

Feeling blessed cos I'm God's best creature

Rhythm sounds mysteries

Poetic justice through black history

Luther the king did shed a light

Obama eventually walked the dark path via Luther's light

Should the hate you give be my fight?

Where my colour seems to be your fear

Whispers of the calls of my brothers

Colour most despised yet reigns supreme

Riddle me the pain u feel then I give u a billion

Many troubles but I bask like a stallion

Today I'm safe and quietly kept

Loftly kept like a precious gem

To whom do I tell my fears

This is me being black and proud

Hence the nick blacknificient

I hope my story is magnificent??

superb, critics loading

The message was great but a little clumsy
I thought you would be more direct.
From thematic analysis, it would take perhaps a guru to decipher and analyse
Also, the rhyme scheme was not really consistent although nice
The write up should be in stanza to make it more poetic
Just my thought for now