Because of the color of my skin, you say my life doesn’t matter.
Because of the color of my skin, you avoid talking to me face to face.
Because of the color of my skin, you can’t see me.
Because of the color of my skin, you say I am not entitled to anything.
Because of the color of my skin, you treat me like dirt.
Because of the color of my skin, you think I am not intelligent.
Because of the color of my skin, you think I ‘m uneducated.
Because of the color of my skin, you belittle, berate, discriminate, hate, and want to break me.
Because of the color of my skin, you want to kill me.
Because of the color of my skin, you wish my kind would disappear from the earth.
Because of the color of my skin, I will rise.
Because of the color of my skin, I will shout from the highest mountain.
My life does matter, and you will never break me.
I am stronger and wiser.
I am beautiful and free.
I am worthy of life.
I am intelligent and educated.
I will no longer be chained and silence.
Because of the color of my skin, you seem to have forgotten
We all come from dirt.
We all bleed the same color blood.
We all have the same internal body parts.
We all will return to dirt once we die.
You are my brothers and sisters regardless of the color of my skin.
God created all of us.
We all are his children.
We all are the same, just different skin shades.
The next time we cross paths, you will know who I am because of the color of my skin.
P.S my brothers and sisters never believe you are weak, worthless, not love, or wanted.
Our heavenly father created each of us to be Priceless.
© Pain Bug 2020
My marriage to Life 