CRAVING FOR CONFUSION

I

We crave for confusion

Why do I say so?

The white craves blackness

The black craves whiteness

And so we complain to the air

See the white talking in creole

Or is it in blackness?

And see many claiming superiority

Probably because of lack of self confidence of their existence

Now see the blacks

Bleaching their skin

Throwing away the melanin many are craving for

See them craving for rosy cheeks

Which fits them not

And wearing long weaves

Making caricatures of themselves

And crying for equality

As though they seem to think they are not humans

II

As if that is not enough

We now crave for things of animals

Animal claws

Animal eye colours

And we crave for the earth’s

Golden teeth

Silver teeth

III

The creator should have made us so equal

In height

Body

In facial

In colour

So we will always strive to see

Who is who

Because we crave confusion

So confusion we should have gotten

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014