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POETRY

COLOURS

Platinum can never feel inferior to copper
That’s why a race war, turned upside down, is hilarious
For Black is the ultimate in pricelessness
As none can get the shade and shine
Unless through a miraculous rebirth
As even fake melanin speaks through dullness
And pumped lips model talking runways with stiffness

II
The absolute Black blends with the dark
Where enemies will grope without light
A trait nature structured to protect
A gift the sun mates shea to project

IIb
The Brown blends with the earth
Like lions and lionesses
They are fierce in beauty
And are the peak of agelessness
Real gems dusting the Creator’s artistry

IIc
The Yellow being is a golden treat
An ornament of Odomankomah
Who shines on the body of nature
To glow with rays of mild suns

IId
The Red being is the blood of nature
The very reason we exist
One fearfully and wonderfully made
To bless the fruits of this life tree

III
All these colours can buy whiteness
…if their will push their wishes

IV
So I will bow not my head
…because I own the wealthiest skin of the land
I will bleach not my skin like a snake
Just to cut myself short from my stand
I know inferiority forces the less
…to stress the blessed
But I refuse to cower under duress caressing egos of the crass

V
For I am blessed to be Black
I am Dark like the dark
Which is the resting place of creation
And the feeding realm of the wondrous
I am beautiful in the sun as it brightens
…but burns not my skin
I am a mystery in the moonlight
…the pricelessness no cream can buy
And my hair is medicine to fresh wounds
I am that great bead which speaks today
Because of the headaches fake beads are causing
…with their cheap noise
I am the night of the day
And the day of the night
An eagle through time’s birth
And will so remain to eternity
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © May 19, 2021

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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