Tears dripping! Drip, drip, drip…
To society, I am considered just a creep
But why can’t you understand?
My skin is something I can’t just strip
I too want friendship
To be part of a bond that I can cherish and keep
But no! You choose not to understand…
The pain we bear daily in society
Makes us question God and humanity
Daily, the world preaches equality
An issue taught in all sectors, including Christianity
And yet, to others, we lack liberty
I wrote this not because I want you to fix it
But because I deserve to be heard
Unfortunately, you can’t fix this,
But you can hear me out
I am human too
Just like you
So don’t treat me like poop
My condition is something I didn’t choose to get into…
What makes me so different from you?
Please, I need some answers!
Maybe, just a clue
Is it because my skin is pale?
But I’m still human!
It’s the same oxygen we all inhale.
My lack of melanin has brought me much sorrow
But I can’t change this fact
Please try to follow.
I try to fit it in
But all this discrimination is so stressing.
I look to God for comfort
Because all I hear from humans are selfish retorts.
Look at me, I’m no alien.
I might be just the perfect friend.
Is it my colour you despise?
Or maybe my face?
Sometimes I wish to turn myself into a different race.
But no, I can’t!
It’s the sorrow in my heart
I wish it and I could just part.
All I ask is that you drop the deceit
Please don’t treat me like a misfit.
Authored by: Phillimena Borwah
Featured Image by: santiago gomez on Unsplash
