My light skin is
Hideously beautiful
Its my reward for covering up
in the summer,
dosing on enough cocoa butter
to stop global warming.
My light skin is
my body thanking me
for scrubbing it so hard in the shower
that it bleeds
after some mixed girl said
I look like a slave.
My light skin has
friends.
My light skin has
a group, a squad, a crew,
BUT, not a gang;
My light skin is nice.
My light skin reads.
My light skin hums but doesn't sing.
My light skin writes short stories, not novels.
My light skin is good at
arranging tables,
covering stains,
and patching up holes.
My light skin looks at tanning white people
and questions why they'd want to be darker.
My light skin is much better than your dark skin
Your char coal, negro on a crayon,
looks like you had the stove too high,
Skin.
Why?
Because my light skin is pure,
innocent, and clean.
At least one of my ancestors
was lucky enough to be raped by a white man
so that I can have this level of melanin
to make my light skin.
My light skin is
in music videos;
My light skin is
the star of a new Disney channel series.
My light skin is
on the Presidential podium.
My light skin is an invitation to dirty what is clean.
My light skin is pure and clean.
It is hideously beautiful.
YOU ARE READING
The Book of Poetry in the Back of My Cabinet
PoetryJust a bunch a poems... let's see where this goes. You should read them though, if you like poetry. They're pretty cool. Yes... I write poetry because I'm too lazy to write full stories.
