Remeber those days i went starving
those days the skin on my wrinkled hands
kept on carving
the future visualized by our clans.
Do you remeber how i walked barefoot,
toes clenching as the nails on the ground drove deeper
unleashing the little blood my thin figure had.
Had i not provided for you?
Had i not sent you to the best schools?
My child forget about the pain my body felt
worry not about your mother.
Our melanin had been used to discrimante
when i was your age.
I watched my mother cry many nights
as she rocked me to sleep.
So my beautiful daughter i will break my back
to continuously see you surpass my ancestors.