I'M Tie and Dye

I bleed red, 
red like I know how.
I was there in past lives, 
but never re-incarnated.
It is this existence 
that bleeds me red, 
red like I know how.

I’m drowning in blue, 
like deceptive sea 
dressed in cobalt skies.
Down, 
down 
I plunge, 
turning eyes 
with this white lie 
(my life).

Days came, unlike me, 
dressed in golden sun, 
like oranges prepared in California’s heat.
Never am I likened to the dark nights 
that parade beautiful fireflies on Lake Victoria.
I am yellow 
in regions about my umbilicus, 
with green glazed eyes 
that scrutinize 
their possessions.

I am never black;
I am white swelling in blue seas.
I should be African, 
Proud, 
with untamed rain bow spirit, 
but I am never black.
I am white rising 
in blue ocean, 
a disappearing act.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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