M other blesses the day I was born, why is it
Y ou spit upon it like a curse?
L ike the day God chose to paint me brown
I t was a sign written across my chest, I AM A DEFECT TO SOCIETY
F lawed to be a menace, a hazard, a threat. A reason for
E yes to murmur lies of my name, call my family stupid and dangerous.
M any will hide behind the biases, broken truths,
A nd ears shut closed with fear and lies
T hey cover their eyes with blinds of ignorance, when
T hey notice my skin is tainted brown, frizzed up curls like a neon sign, screaming to
E veryone that I am no sister of theirs, not letting them
R ealize that black and white are just different
S hades of brown.