Yes My Skin

Don't like this poem because i'm telling you to

But let me tell you a story about a girl 

Named Hinari

Just cause i want to 

Came from Ethiopia when she was seven 

was considered black 

As a girl she chose her way

But as a Christian it was hard to say

Wake up everyday thinking it's going to be brighter

But is tha really for a Habesha girl to say?

Grew up with her family

Came to America, really needed her daddy

Baby girl, baby girl it's OK

Isn't that what they all say?

But is it OK for girls like me

to hate the body they're in

or for their true color to stand out?

But i'm not sorry

Yes, i'm Habesha, Oromo, Ethiopian, Black

Just call me what you want

Does it really matter

what color i'm in or where I come from?

Yes, my skin is black

Do I have to be white to fit in?

Yes I care but daddy said

you will be hated by everyone because of me,

but the one who stands firm to the end will be saved.

It's OK daddy, I will cry now

but at the end I will be Happy.