Brown skin

Brown Skin

Brow skin

An excuse not to be great

Brown skin

A so called minority but actually the majority

Brown skin

Having a past of uprising

Rising through the storm

Rising through the adversity

Brown ones

Don’t back down

Don’t surrender

Stand up

Be you

Be beautiful

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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