Able, Talented But Black
to an african mom
born a child
with black skin
from his father
he always complained
his mom
why he is black
everytime
mom gently kissed
his forehead
saying
colour does not matter
if you are able and talented
this was enough
to calm
that little boy
slightly younger
he became
began going to school
all made joke at him
at home he complained
his mother
she smiled
saying the same thing
again and again
if you are talented
colour matters
nothing
now some years later
a well grown man
he became
remembered still his mother words
went one day on an interview
all qualities he had though
the chair person quoth
though you are
able and talented
but black, sorry!
rejected...
Copyright © Vishal Kumar | Year Posted 2013
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