Brown And Beautiful

You see it's not your fault

When your eyes

Do a double take over my skin

It's because I carry two great lands upon my shoulder

My heritage shines from within my skin

And my thoughts from my eyes

I am a mixture traditions and fashions

A swirl of culture and adaptations

My skin carries so many different colours

As if god himself contemplated over me for a century and a half

As if in the end he decided to paint me the colour of his greatest creation

The very ground that we live on

So you see that is why my skin is brown

Cause when multiple colours and cultures collide

A colour combining them all is born

So you see it isn't your fault

I carry so much in my skin

Your poor eyes can't handle it all

~ Brown and Beautiful