I live in world where the Golds and BLUES
Are the most beautiful colors
What of the BLACKS and BROWNS?
Are they to be cast aside and forgotten?
Like unwanted gifts?
To go unappreciated
To reside in the ghettos and the hells and on Earth
Am I ugly because my eyes aren't blue
Because my hair isn't blonde
Is that all beauty has become?
Two colors,
What a dull world you have painted
Using only blue and gold on white canvas.
There are more colors than
Grains of sand
Stars in the sky
Leaves on trees
Blades of grass
More colors than the brain can comprehend
More colors than I can describe
Look into my eyes
Yes, these eyes that communicate with souls
These eyes that convey so much pain
Tell me I am ugly because I dont fit
Your description of beauty
I look at my hands
Scribbling black words across white pages
Covered with blue lines
My BROWN skin seems to enhance the brilliances
Of my words
It bothers me that you will never hear
What I say
Cause, I speak in Hi-Def
My words are crystal clear
I paint images skillfully with nothing more
Than my lips and tongue
Using colors so vibrant
Your body feels the warmth
What a dull world you live in.
What a sad lonely world.