Oh black girl

Some call you a blackberry

Some say the darker the berry, the sweeter the juice

Some call you chocolate

Skin filled with the dark brown essence of beauty

Some lack the eyes to see your beauty

Some call you a kiwi polish

Undoubtedly you keep on polishing our lives

Some are clouded by the fine texture of ultramel

They forget that you’re caramel

Let the melody of your voice be the creator of good vows

For your beauty makes everyone bow

Oh black girl

Hazel eyes

So dark brown they never go without creating an arc of a smile on our faces

A beauty that is so real and so tantalizing

Some people choose to turn a blind eye on you

But babe you’ve got us running behind your back

Voice so welcoming like a morning chirping bird

You’ve suddenly turned into a bed of roses

A woman full of strength

A woman that brings turnt

A woman that is usually undermined

A woman that is a mine of gold

A woman that never ages easily, no matter how old.

Boldness is your middle name

Whilst others aim to acquire yellowness

Your aim is to remain cocoa-colored

Nut brown

Bronzed

Unbleached

Forever unleashing your extravagant cuteness

A woman that has forever stood strong

A hard worker

A hero

A pure beauty.