Vishal Kumar Poet Acrostic

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...

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