#allblacklivesmatter

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…