Paris Thulare Poet Sonnet

I Am a Black Child

By Parizo Van Thulare 

I am a black child 
I'm not ashamed of the things I do 
I eat porridge when I wake up 
I know nothing about beacons 
They muss with my stomach
They once veered me into a clown
I rather cling to brown maize and eggs
They have created a brave man I am 
I know nothing about first class life 
I know everything about rolling a dice 
A nice life allures too many worries
Life with a dice creates strategies 
I will never conceal because I am black 
I will always thrive till this life ends

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Kim Rodrigues October 8, 2018 at 5:30 PM Very interesting! “I know nothing about first class life, I know everything about rolling the dice” “Life with a dice creates strategies...” You let us see life through different eyes! Love it!