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ZsaKaiyah
Poems
Aug 2017
Shades
I am colored
I became colored
It's exclusively a colored town
White people
Rode through the town
Never lived there
Gallery seat
Enjoy the show
I liked it
I belonged to them
A little colored girl
In my heart
As well as in the mirror
I am not tragically colored
I do not mind
At all
Reminding me
I am the grand daughter
Of slaves
Suffered a sea change
It fails to register
Depression with me
Slavery is the price
I paid for civilization
The choice
Was not with me
The world
To be won
Nothing to be lost
I feel most colored
When I am thrown against
A sharp white background
Sometimes
I feel discriminated against
It doesn't make me angry
He has only heard
What I have felt
Little nothing
We have in common
He is far away
I see him but
Dimly across the ocean
Continents that have fallen
Between us
Dance wildly
Inside myself
My face
Is painted red and yellow
My body
Is painted blue
Certain times
I have no race
I am me
I belong
To no race
Nor time
I am the eternal feminine
Pour out the contents
There is discovered
A jumble of small things
Priceless and worthless
A bit of colored glass
More or less
#zsakaiyah
#colored
#exclusively
#life
#heart
#slavery
#voice
#common
#dance
#feminine
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