God gave me dark skin to make me as beautiful on the outside as I am within,
He didn’t skimp on any of my ingredients,
A bright smile, an hourglass figure and plenty of pigment;
To protect me from the harsh conditions…..(of this world).
You can have your lightening creams and baked faces,
I’m OK resembling Egyptian Queens & African Princesses.
I am authentic, mixed with the richest colors of creations’ canvas,
I’m not watered down with any additives.
I’m not trying to achieve White standards,
I’m not trying to prove my “Blackness”.
I trace my heritage to uncover the mysteries of my strength,
not to look for traces of European or Indian.
I know who I am, was, and God knows what will be;
I’m not ashamed of my identity.
I’ve never been concerned if Black men will accept me….
I accept me,
I embrace me,
I love, honor, respect and cherish me…..(FIRST)!