Beautiful Black Boy As I watch you sleep, I wish the world could see what I see. The shimmery copper tone of your eyelids set against the glimmer of gold in you're skin tone. And yes it may be said that I'm more than a little bias, as you are my nephew. But by God it is not sentiment that makes your lashes so dark and you're teeth so white. It's not love that made you're skin so even, not a single spot nor the slightest trace of acne. Just clear brown skin with gold undertones that brightens up your face without interference or assistance. It sometimes catches me off guard what a beautiful black boy you are. For centuries they have ridiculed you, laughed at your fuller lips and nappy hair. But such insults shy away, whither and die away when they come up against such statue, such grace and such undeniable beauty. Tell me, have you seen how handsome a black boy can be with a fresh cut and shape up?