The tales of what transpired during my childhood still come back to HAUNT ME
The pains I acquired for possessing melanin is always present to HURT ME
Born black to parents who lacked melanin in their SKIN
Treated as an inferior who later got to be picked from the DUSTBIN
My 'Never seen till date dad' disowned me as far back as CHILDBIRTH
Mum likewise abandoned me tagging me as the worst gift God ever gave to EARTH
I was picked from the gutters and raised in an ORPHANAGE
Met so many rejected Blacks who were also of my AGE
We would later go on to change the course of our lives for GOOD
The supposed curse would be the cause of a blessing that forever STOOD
Schooling started and twas a living hell for me being forced to learn amongst the WHITES
Was stigmatized, faced discrimination and made to believe my future would never be BRIGHT
For, to them, I was black who lacked white to be BRIGHT
I became that student whose personality was never spoken GOOD OF
Many joked that good will only be spoken when my black skin begins to PEEL OFF
While the hate speeches and detestations HEIGHTENED
A voice kept shaking them off and making me STRENGTHENED
Though no one was there to encourage me even for A SECOND
Being Black,with a right mindset, helped me set my mind to determination as it BECKONED
Suddenly, for the first time ever, the Blacks stood to say 'No' to RACISM
We started up 'Black innovations' which swept the ignorant Whites off their FEET
Respect which never came in handy then became our 'Whitish GIFT'
It was a moment of "Black child, white mind. White child, dark mind"
We stood to prove that the light is not sighted by what's white outside but by what's bright inside which is beyond HUMAN EYES and COMPLEXION
Afterall, whether Black or White, our shadows which reflects light, still carries BLACK
While white might just be a colour, BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL...