My Skin Color

Perhaps and As if

I had never known my own image

My reflection a black mystery

I wish that I could see me colored vividly

But the past is simply history

I am hating lies and

Longing for truth

But what i came to despise was

The old self roots

Making me different but unique the same

My mirror silver and I am named

shimmering lucid colors of gold with pearls

Red green black

The colors I stand tall for since I was a little girl

My roots strong

strengthening my inner being

When I look I am reminded it's not about me

Humanity is my intricate design

Left behind the hollow shell of fake truths

Trying to disguise the truth

Of my real roots

Drenched in blood sweat and tears

for many years

I own the lie

and despise its quise

So I caress my dark face

Knowing it was not a waste; Not in vain

Knowing my true name

Made in love; spoken Truth

Undeniable youth; green

Love grown older and over me; red

Telling tales of Unity

Immunity to self hatred; black

My skin uniquely mine

Love simply divine

White light

Shining over my beautiful black image

Meanwhile we had smashed ourselves

By wearing gloves, in Hope's not to be detected

But it too late I'm infected with it

the love of self, you and me

So my hand didn't know it was filthy when it tried to mask how I felt about your skin

Realizing now that we are more kin

Than separate