Be not a moron to mourn Being born black or brown Be not a moron to mourn Being born black or brown

I am not the colour of my eyes, Nor the sound of my voice, I am not my beach tan skin, I am not the colour of my eyes, Nor the sound of my voice, I am not my bea...

Skin doesn't define my kin. Skin doesn't define my kin.

My skin is sort of glowing black, which flashes in the white. My skin is sort of glowing black, which flashes in the white.

Dear, dear woman of colour; It is not your skin that defines you But the colour of your beauty... Dear, dear woman of colour; It is not your skin that defines you But the c...

l roared like a lion Inside me raged a fire l roared like a lion Inside me raged a fire