Death by jealousy

They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder That our differences make it subjective But when it comes to black beauty We are the blueprint And objectively you can't argue with architecture Especially when we've seen the beauty of its structure You can't say you hate our skin Then paint your skin our colour Whilst simultaneously discriminate Against a race you try to eliminate Just because our skin glimmers Does not mean you get to become killers Just because we have our crown on top of our head Does not mean we are a threat How about you stop being racist and try therapy instead Because the hate you give Does not mean you are superior It means you are small and inferior You have one life and you choose to hate Let's get one thing straight We will not be fooled by your bait Because while we live by the rules of freedom You are trapped in a museum of your own envy Festering away whilst we live freely You can continue your train of hate But we will not participate Find someone else to bully Because we will not humour your jealousy Which to you is such a pity When your life revolves around our misery In the end we are the winners And our joy will be your killers