Melanin...

Melanin Oh melanin
You are deep in my skin
Like burnished gold
Without you cancer
Can strike me fatal.
The sun would be
A mortal enemy
Yet beauticians and doctors
Wish to chase you away.

Creams and lotions
Surgery and laser
They have you
By the skin.
Happy am I
At peace in my own skin
I do want you as my companion
Tho ads tell me I may not
Be ever a model or actor.