Black or nah?

Black is beautiful.

Myself.

The fight between being light skin, dark skin and even having skin at all is what I term as the very definition of petty. I believe that black women, worth our kinky hair and radiant skin. This does not mean white women are any less beautiful, but I do believe that it’s about time the black woman is given the respect she deserves. The general society should apologize for the recurrent negative pressure that has caused women to think being light is better, or that having silky hair is the very prime of beauty. Black skin is absolutely stunning and thick bodies are awesome, this is who we are meant to be. 

The beautiful Alicia Keys.

I this age where love goes beyond color, weight and skin tone, it’s a shame that the society would think white is better and more beautiful. Why does it have to be dark secrets? A black satan and everything good portrayed in a lighter shade? Well, the whole world can go thinking white is better in every other aspect but when it comes to humanity; the res beneath is all that matters. The black community has suffered enough from theft of our culture, to the pains of slavery and still a black man will be shot in broad daylight for nothing else but simply being black.

A breath-taking baby.

My heart cries out to the black children, the next generation, will they be bold enough to love themselves? To embrace the eminence of their skin? To our little girls who believe kinky hair isn’t right and dark skin is not meant to be; I hope that one day they will love themselves enough. Because there’s nothing wrong with being black, we are beautiful beings with perfect complexions.

To my black queens; your hair is your crown, your skin the very radiance of the universe. It is not a dirty thing that has to be soaked in bleach, your skin is not just an element but your whole being. And that, makes you beautiful. Grow that mane with no apologies.

A black beauty, Winnie.