Don't Judge
French vanilla is what they see of me
and has always viewed me as
lack of sun is what they may say
but African American is me all the way
the background of my family is what I would
say to be a cocoa brown or soft shade of mocha
not to be jugded by the skin you're in
but what is inside that counts
a dash of love
a pinch of perfection
and overflow of heart
and for one that views that any differently
is not a patron of what they could see in my
solitude of my beautiful black art
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