Our skin is not a costume

Our pain is not your entertainment We don't exist purely for your amusement My skin is not a costume Don't treat us like we are some display In a showroom We won't apologise for our presence We will walk in every room with our heads up Our silence our greatest weapon It honours our intelligence Your biggest flaw is your smugness Our existence is your weakness No wonder you try to demean us Our afro is not an invitation Your hands don't get to ruin hours of preparation It is not for your exploration And no we won't explain why it's so sacred You dont get to be racist But be in awe of our self made creation We are proud of our blackness You dont get to witness our greatness Or be a part of our self celebration Especially when you spent all your life on hating us You dont deserve us Nor our forgiveness