Aug 2019
You were attracted to her beauty that
was more than skin deep
Not knowing that even her *******
would one day
Fall like the walls of Jericho
You picked the best flower in
the garden
Not knowing that even the prettiest
rose has thorns
Her colour,being the passport
to paradise
Was the reason you clothed yourself in
inferiority
Not knowing that even her kind when
exposed to the sun,
could change colour like disguised
chameleons
Her walks,hips swayed left and right
Had you conformed to western
beliefs,forsaking your clan names and
rejecting your true identity
Not knowing that even walks can be
practiced
You toss and turn at night for your
blackness keeps lingering like a bad breath
Short to say
You have forgotten who you are!
was more than skin deep
Not knowing that even her *******
would one day
Fall like the walls of Jericho
You picked the best flower in
the garden
Not knowing that even the prettiest
rose has thorns
Her colour,being the passport
to paradise
Was the reason you clothed yourself in
inferiority
Not knowing that even her kind when
exposed to the sun,
could change colour like disguised
chameleons
Her walks,hips swayed left and right
Had you conformed to western
beliefs,forsaking your clan names and
rejecting your true identity
Not knowing that even walks can be
practiced
You toss and turn at night for your
blackness keeps lingering like a bad breath
Short to say
You have forgotten who you are!
This poem was inspired by my encounter with an interracial couple. The guy was black and the lady was white. What really struck me was the guy's submissiveness towards her almost undermining himself because she's white. I then decided to make a sheer highlight of the fact that historical background might have created white supremacy but that doesn't mean that as a black person you should belittle yourself. We are all human and flawed in some way so we should embrace ourselves.
(19/F/cape town)
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