In the year 2013 I am somewhat surprised to still see shows such as Soledad Obrien’s on CNN where many of our sisters, especially our girls, still manifest self hate. Many dark skinned girls want to be lighter and many light skinned girls are checking the “White Box” on college applications with the belief that this will give them a better opportunity for success.
Several years ago, I wrote a spoken word poem entitled “Ms. Melanin” (as melanin is the pigment in our skin that provides us with our complexions or the lack thereof) [See the video on Youtube
http://youtu.be/OZcajgHMZtg ] in salute of not only the dark skinned sisters but all of our sisters. I also have a poem and videos promoting natural hair entitled “Lovin Her Nappy Nappy” (see
http://youtu.be/CMzIAjt2mQ4 . This is to let our people know that our hair in its natural state is fine and we shouldn’t be ashamed of it.
It is my hope that you enjoy and that you assist me in spreading the word by sharing these inspirational songs.
Sincerely,
Kamal Imani
https://www.facebook.com/kamal.imani Please see my video entitled “Ms. Melanin” on Youtube at
http://youtu.be/OZcajgHMZtg Lyrics:
Black like Alec Wek
Exotic like Grace Jones
Ethereal like African Ancestral Slave Bones
Like Maat on her throne
When you was little they used to laugh at your skin tone
But I begged their pardons and scooped you up like chocolate ice cream from Baskin Robbins
So Im fortunate to have you girl
And I love to come into your black world
Your black hole of soul
To ascend with you to heaven is my ultimate goal
I love the way we unfold through life
The way in the midst of hell
You create a paradise
They all said you was mean, but I knew Id fine the nice
Brown sugar and jerk spice
You my dumplins on my beans and rice
For you Ill make that sacrifice
Lets chill
Lets settle down
We dont have to go mainstream we can keep it underground
Its up to you
You're my heaven
I love you
Ms. Melanin!
You're my buga bu
My champion without competition
Victorious without an opponent
You're the top muse on the catwalk that I come out for my standing ovation too
You're the president of my corporation the queen of my projects
The sister soldier of s*x
You're my wifey like next
You're my ideal
For you Ill keep it real
Ill be your baby face cause you got that whip appeal
You're my sugarpuss
My honeysuckle
My gingerspice
My hot sauce on those beans and rice
You're my first love cause I forgot all the rest
You're my lady and my babysister you're the best
You're my staunch defender, you always got my back
And baby you got back!
You taste like beef ribs
You taste like beef ribs with hot sauce
And you paid the cost to be the boss
But well share this throne
I love the way you make my shower sing and my bed moan
And you don't have to worry
I'll never leave you alone
You're my best friend to the end
I love you!
Ms.Melanin
© Kamal Imani
Posted By: Mister O The Hip Hop Teacher
Thursday, March 7th 2013 at 3:14AM
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