permanent burnt


United States
37° 37' 42.3876" N, 77° 32' 41.082" W

Had a sporadic moment of brilliance today
This extra-terrestrial brown skin
Bronzed with historical significance
Scarred with repetitive adversity
It isn’t coming off
I once even tried to scrub the color away in the shower
Sink sponge to skin like peeler to fruit
Eager to get to the exquisite prize underneath
Universal acceptance without repentance
Jumped out the shower and
Looked in the mirror and
Still brown
A boy once told me that God burnt me in the oven
I'm starting to believe that's true

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