I am Melanin
I am evil because of my skin
Handcuffed my hands and feet
Taught to hate my brothers
And feel inferior to others.
I have walked through pain and torture
For padlocks, my lips they puncture.
I have seen slavery and hell
Times when my identity fell.
I never shook, I never broke
My awakening fed fear as they choke.
I am heir to the throne
I am a god so you know.
You cannot destroy my flesh or soul
I am a thousand galaxies untold.
I am greatness, I am king
I am BLACK. I am melanin.
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