Sakshi Singh Poet Free verse

Why You Made Me 'White'

After dispersal from school
I sat in the van of kids
Cute, naughtorious, innocent & cool
among them, a girl
sitting alone, silently
smiling at their pal
I could guess
She didn't have friends
She came & sat before me 
touched my hand & look at me
Its okay, I smiled!
She returned a big smile
After a long humble touch
I felt hard rub
It was painful
But I didn't disturb 
As I could see, it was like 
her little fingers exploring that 
but a question, still flying in my mind 
"What she wanna do? "
It remained unwind .

She kept her soft hand
beside that of mine 
suddenly my hand became bright 
All those knots were untied 
Atlast I understand 
She was comparing colour of hands 
turning front & back 
finding what she lacks 
Oh!  She was comparing colour of hands
Her Brown & my White hand
It was painful,  more than that rub 
Somehow I managed, I tried 
'cause I was sixteen 
But she was just five. 

I could tell her biology 
Biology of dominant colour 
Value of skill in society 
& no value of colour, in life
'cause I was sixteen 
But, but she was just five 
So, I remained silent 
Filled with a guilt 
(No-one admire me beautiful 
But I never complained 
'cause I felt fine & thankful 
Whatever you made 
Not going to happen same)
'cause I could feel her pain 
& it's me that is to blame
I hurted her, yeah I hurted her 
though I was sixteen 
& she was just five 
No no its not right 
Oh!  God why? 
Why you made me white? 

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Richard Lamoureux September 18, 2019 at 10:38 AM Thanks for finding my poem. Sakshi Singh September 18, 2019 at 10:50 AM :) It was attractive. & I learnt from ur poem. Actually thanks for sharing ur poem.

Busani Zuma February 28, 2018 at 5:40 AM educative i love it Sakshi Singh February 28, 2018 at 5:55 AM Thanks! I luv it too.. :)

Richard Lamoureux February 16, 2018 at 9:35 AM I wrote a piece titled “Middle Aged White Guy” I think each race experiences predudice in different ways. My family is multicultural. My wife is Chinese and our son married an East Indian woman. I have always been interested in people from different cultures. We should seek to understand. I enjoyed this thoughtful piece. Sakshi Singh February 16, 2018 at 10:02 AM Interesting! Thanks for your apreciation!

Silent One February 15, 2018 at 3:50 PM Brilliant poem Sakshi.. Sakshi Singh February 15, 2018 at 5:43 PM Thank you so much!

James Inman February 14, 2018 at 7:02 AM Sincerity in your words Sakshi. Sakshi Singh February 14, 2018 at 10:12 AM Thank you

Emma Green February 14, 2018 at 6:13 AM What incredible words, how finely written, how full of sincerity. Am truly in awe of your Presence as both human being AND poetry. To stand in another person's shoes then, step out with an important lesson learned shows great intelligence and empathy. We are who we are and, as such, should be allowed true human Dignity. Sakshi Singh February 14, 2018 at 10:12 AM Thank you so much! Such a loving words.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 14, 2018 at 1:39 AM - A great poem with important message, Sakshi - Skin color means nothing .... it's a heart that matters - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sakshi Singh February 14, 2018 at 5:26 AM Thanks!

Faraz Ajmal February 8, 2018 at 11:01 AM A very beautiful written poem, I really like the message you re trying to give here, you see now a days mostly people are racist, they don t like Black or brown people, it s wrong, every person is equal, we all are made of dust and are one day going to end up in dust, God made someone with white dust while others with black but yet we all are equal, we all are the descents of Adam and Eve, so we should finish racism and don t let the black feel that they are any different Sakshi Singh February 8, 2018 at 1:59 PM Thank you so.... much! Exactly what I wanna pass the message to this world along with I also wanna pass a message that being a White is not always pleasing. Sometimes such moments of being compared is really not pleasing to the White person. It hurts a lot.