As you look through your big beautiful eyes what do you see? The heels of oppression stepping on you as if you are meaningless. You are so innocent not knowing what the difference is of truly having white or black skin. You only know that it is different from the skin you’re in. As confederate flags wave high dancing in the night sky shining bright you smile with glee not knowing what those flags mean for you and me. And because you do not know the strife of living within the skin of a black person yet when people scream racial slurs to our face you looked perplexed. As if to ask “what have we done to you, I’ve never seen you a day of my short life.” So as they scream and shout with rage you still walk with a smile on your face not feeling an ounce of shame. But let’s see how long that last because as I whisper in your ears that you are black you cry, tears flowing uncontrollably down your face as if those words slapped you and caused great pain within your heart.
     And it’s so sad because as we drive by, the world and what you see seems normal in those big beautiful brown eyes. Love and purity are the only things that rests in your heart but those white people over there are stomping you down from the start. Knocking you down a peg because you “will never have the same amount of worth as a white girl.” It does not matter if you are light skin, dark or brown because the way society see’s it we all should be put down under the feet of the “pure skin” that is the definition of beauty and righteousness right?  But baby girl you can overcome this but as you get older you will eventually see what white people can do to us, people with skin like you and me. 
   I love you with all my heart and wish that I could protect you from the people that will always try to oppress you but love can only go so far. So please baby girl, Omydia don’t let them make scars on your mind, pride or soul because being black is a gift you hold. The true beauty that we possess is something not to be ashamed of because other people may try to tarnish and disrespect our culture but after all they put us through we still managed to overcome the struggle and hold our heads high. It is as if our ancestors beat their drums as our blood rage in defiance against the white norm.  So baby girl watch with your big beautiful brown eyes how the white world will try to consume you with stereotypes and slurs. You have to be clever because these negative images against your people will infect your mind leaving your paralyzed against the real threat. 
  So rest those big beautiful brown eyes and please baby girl take pride in who you are, a beautiful black girl who is and will always be my world.