Black is Black...

Black is black,
But I still have love for all.
Never been ashamed or tempted to bleach the melanin which enriches me as a living soul.
My natural dark skin,
Represents all that is glorious.
You don't have to agree,
Because I'm not asking for  recognition. 
Let me drop a bit of factual history of my black origins.
The first original kings & queens,
Educated, inventors, poets & philosopher's.
As well as so many other things.
I refuse to take my clothes off just to be seen,
Or sexualise myself to be part of this monotonous present society of how women should be.
Individuality is not a black thing,
But it's what this world lacks,
With so many human beings,
Manipulating the structure of where you fit in.
Placing identities in the hands of people with their own agenda & ideologies.
When you don't conform to the masses you gain self respectability.
I'll take that over been someone who needs the attention & approval from people on the otherside of their phone or computer screens,
Blessed with friends & family of different creeds.
My love is universal,
But my skin will always be black & beautiful,
Just how God intended it to be.
So black is black as I speak just for me.
Wear your skin tone &/or colour with pride whoever you maybe.
As judgement is for those who don't see beyond your skin colour.
To experience the pleasure of living a fulfilled life getting to know one another.
Yes there is good & bad in every culture.
We are all individuals who can learn from eachother.
But my black is black regardless of my body shape or my vernacular.