Light skin on top,
Cleaned the dark one with a mop,
Adding some kipande soap,
A new beauty made from the shop.
Flaunting their disapproval of Gods great work,
A correction of a ‘fault being born black’,
A corrupt mind that bites like a shark,
Deep down them they can’t pretend for being a jerk.
You are just being used as a mistress,
Taking advantage once you undress,
Once done to them you will never impress.
Black is power,
Our mums still look like a beautiful flower,
Yours will fade by the hour,
Be yourself unless you are a coward.
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