Black as me

When I was young I was light in color kids would tease and i'd cry to my mother, she would make me stand up straight and wipe the tears from my face cause the world's not a place for a soft black man.
The world is evil and the world is cruel because it will swallow a young black fool, She'd tell me I was a beautiful black child and things would change after awile and one day child you will see your're blessed to be as black as me.
Now i'm a few years older, and my vision is a lot bolder.  Black is a sign of power to me but others fear because I can see.
Young ladies love black men as it were gold even preferred over light skinned men so i've been told, so many like me do not understand how it is a privilege to be a young black man.
So many blacks have died and I have all their love inside, because I will never forget the dream of the reverend martin luther king.  Now the nationality that is called superior but in my eyes they are stupid scary and inferior.  They've almost ran out of ways to keep us down dragging and stomping us into the ground.
If jesus was born in africa why does his picture look like an american, because the white is an oppressor and some will try to give you a whole lot lesser.
To be or not to be to have skin as dark as me and to see another and another death.  Blonde hair blue eyes that's nothing but the devil in disguise.  To be or not to be jesus is as black as me.