"Damn, you black as hell."
"In the dark all you can see is yo teeth!"
"You're cute for a dark skinned girl."
You may have heard different variations of these phrases.
You may have been compared to something burnt, charcoal, or even tar.
You may have even felt a overwhelming hurt and disgrace about the deepness of your own pigmentation.
Your own brothers and sisters call you out of your name.
Just as dark as you.. Yet you'll always be the blackest.
Your own cousins and friends humor their roots by making fun of anything African.
The same African roots that bore there mothers and fathers.
But oh behold...
The same Africans they ridiculed, rule countries and villages.
There dark skin is decorated with gold and ivory bone signifying their greatness.
Your melanin is caressed and smoothed by the Queen of Sheba and God himself.
Your undertones sparkle with glowing flakes of gold and amber.
Your skin is radiant with the truest amethysts, a color of royalty.
You're rich in melanin, the most magnificent coating for your mind body and soul.
You're the coveted depiction of our previous queens who were beautiful and DARK just like you.
J.Obey,17
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Social Acceptance of A Black Girl
Non-FictionPoems & Submissions as well as thoughts on how black women and girls are social accepted, their pursuit on acceptance, and self acceptance.
