AFRICAN PRIDE



I remember it all too clearly I remember your words my dear.
I was so stupid to believe your lies that you conceived.
I remember those years when I had to conceal my blackness,
my heritage, pride and roots.
Because I was misunderstood.
Judged in everything I did, I knew not where to go or who to be.
For I was misunderstood...
I began a journey of hate alone forgetting my chocolate skin was once a treasure.
I knew the pleasure of being someone else and maybe I just wanted to be different.
I knew the pleasure in having a lighter skin and straight blond hair, I got attention.
I was attractive, I was desirable, I was loved?
Weren't I?
I began a journey of  hate alone forgetting all mama told me. 
Forgetting all the words of a wise woman, neglecting my treasure and rejecting my culture.
Maybe am not black enough.
I forgot what it takes to be a woman born of pure dark rich melanin.
I forgot all mama told me, when she said "don't listen to the people of this world my child because you are a goddess. A queen from the soil, and light to us all."
I began a journey of hate along forgetting my chocolate skin was once a treasure.
I remember it all too clearly, I remember your words my dear.
I was so stupid to believe your lies that you conceived.
I remember those years when I had to conceal my blackness,
my heritage, pride and roots
Because I was misunderstood.
Judged in everything I did, I knew not where to go or who to be.
For I was misunderstood...
Maybe I am black enough.





 






 


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2 comments

  1. That poem makes me sad. I am glad you don't feel that way anymore. Everyone has their own issues, for me I hate being so white and so pale, but it's another thing to receive racism. You are beautiful, truly!

    Raindrops of Sapphire

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    1. Thank you so much dear. I completely agree with you, we all have flaws and imperfections. There's always something that we hope to fix because it doesn't make us good enough by society standards. Hate is common when shaming somebody for just being who they are. I try to spread as much love as I can and let people know it's okay to not be perfect. Love brings healing to the wounded. We all need to spread love... Thanks for stopping by. X

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