Melanin shields my body From the harsh Ever present sun above And Grants me assurance Anytime i catch her rays That cancer, Shall Not prevail over me.
My covering Halts my youth From crumbling, Compelling all To speculate my age.
Children of Europe! Do not gaze at my blackness With contempt, Nor caste judgment onΒ Me when a lover of trouble With My complexion goes forth Stirring trouble.