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Writtenon; 27th Feb 2017 Publishedon; 04th July 2017
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I wear a crown not of silver or of gold but forged by sheer magnificence It is a sign of oppression, I'm told
I wear a crown not of rubies or of pearls a gem unparalleled, unmatched they tell me its a meteor, not a jewel
I wear a crown not of a king's or a queen's not something inherited but learnt they say its a sign of submission, that I'm weak
I wear this crown Not because I'm told Your words will ricochet Because I am bold I wear this crown Not because I am oppressed This is my body, my free will Something your bigoted mind will never process I wear this crown Not because I am weak My faith is my strength A fact your polluted eyes can't see I wear this crown It is my right, my sense of identity You will not take it away For it is my skin, a part of me
You will continue to label my choice of clothing conveniently overlooking the choice is mine and not thrust upon me Because you cannot fathom this rare kind of bravery To drape myself in colours my faith has given me
So I shall stand With my head held high Fire in these bones And pride in my eyes