blue
My complexion is a sin So sinful that it's almost punishable by law It has given myself and others so much power To be deemed a threat to others Who walk through life with blissful ignorance The melanin that coats my skin The same way chocolate coats a strawberry Isn't a crime nor sin to me So why must I cry myself to sleep? Talking to God like my best friend That I'm not stripped away From those who love me unconditionally A white woman mentioned a question that lingered my mind and body Same way a bad cold lingers your body leaving you restless, tired, and vulnerable How many more unheard stories? Of men, women, and children With these godly earth tones that are deemed a tragedy to many others Who have been taken by blue Evidence leaves the same way a lover did... He never returns... Is that how my story will end? With unanswered questions and loose ends? Because the item that never lies... Simply was not present? Because my words will fly away into silence? It hurts to think of the color blue It could one day be my son's nursery Or his favorite color.... How do you explain to your child... That his favorite color could take him away Simply because it didn't the one That covers you like a blanket head to toe... I broke down tonight...
