The skin I am in

I will never be pale.
I will never have eyes that shine with an inner fire.
I will never be pale.
Instead I will be the black of earth, brand new in all I know, taking for granted by those who look different then me.
Who hate me because I am not pure…pale…
Creme colored skin, mocha in tone
No I will never be one of those
Instead I hate and loath them because they are beloved.
I will never be pale
I will be the reminder of where we came from and where we will go
I shall never be the color of snow, ivory skin so beautiful
Instead I will be the mud you wipe away on the daily
Strive to be just like me for a minute but realize how ugly it can be.
To be unclean.
To be the color of dirt to be treated like dirt
By the caramel colored brethren who think they are better than them cause they where born lighter
Cause they where born beautiful while my brown skin is hated
Made fun of one second but then I am told to love.
Told to love as others hate me.
Judge my dark skin and tell me I won’t amount to anything.
I will never be like them
I will never be pale
But instead I will bleed a little darker cause my body is damned
I will…
I will never be loved like them.
I will never be…
No matter how much I wish I was lighter
So I could be a better fighter
Better mother to my daughter
So she won’t be teased cause her mother is to black
Her mother, me, will hold her back
Her mocha skin will get her loved
Praised and pitied by those who are just as brown as me.