She was mocked, she was clowned,
she ain't pretty, for she is dark.
She will get married to a black groom,
she ain't getting a good job, they tell you.
White, an epitome of beauty and purity.
Your dark skin, is your biggest crime.
You belong to the back, the fair stays in front
For, shadow never walks hand in hand.
Wearing white, she flips her hair,
Looking into their eyes, she answers them well.
I ain't no white, I am black,
My skin tone, is my right.
Well don't you prefer tea over milk ?
How do you think, you see the stars twinkle,
And the soulful music, from the piano keys.
Do not be proud of your white,
for we all look the same in the dark.
It is not the skin, but about the heart.
which is generally torn apart.
You skin will wrinkle, for it's just a layer,
Focus on the content and not the cover.
We welcome the sun, we welcome the night.
Let's Redefine beauty, with pure soul and mind.
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