They call me dark because I am black

They call me dark, because am black, they look at me funny

Because my skin is glossy, they wont give me a job not
Only for my skin colour but because I won’t used the British
Passport, I was born to an unknown land, stated in my report
I represent my country, my roots, my culture, my fathers land

I was born here, I was raised here but I belong there
Because I am dark and I am black, because I crack
Crack through the walls, the walls of the truth
Justice is my name, justice is definite, and black I am
Black I come and black I will go, in life and in death

They laugh at me when I call me black, they don’t know me
This is a segment in my life; I would teach my kids the truth
Racism still bleeds through their eyes, through their voice
Through their hearts, even when I speak, they call me dark
Because I am black, so I am a strong black woman

My motivation is my complexion, my complexion is my
Colour, my colour is my root, my root is Africa, Africa is the
Land of my parents, my great grand parents and my ancestors
I am delighted to fight for my country, if I have to, these are the facts
The stats proves that the illustration is right so stop the racism