Shaking my head as I witness
Your mockery and stares
Because I refuse to use poison
To straighten
My hair

Like I should be ashamed
And prompted to change
Because you look at me and dislike what you see
That being MY ethnicity

How small of you to truly believe
That your opinion of me could weight heavily
For I know this all derives from your insecurities,
Foolish notions of your superiority

My daughter she's mocha
Yet she comes from me
A milk chocolate sista
Who's mothers an ebony beauty

From the bluest of black
To the fairest of white
My beautiful people we're colored
Honey color me black

Now believe what I say
Because i'm saying it proud
For every little brown girl
Who's head hangs to the ground

She don't like the kinks
And she don't like the curls
Because she don't look like the other little girls

But her mother is beautiful
And her grandmothers strong
Baby own those black roots
Girl they'll carry you home

And here's to you sweet mocha
Baby listen to me
That broken little brown girl
You will never be

You're my daughter,
You're mocha and you come from me
Your milk chocolate mother
Who's mothers and ebony beauty

From the bluest of black
To the fairest of white
My beautiful baby you're colored
Honey that color is black

Now listen sweet mocha
Baby listen to me
Always keep your big brown eye
Fixed on ebony and me

Nice write.....