Rise Women Rise: Darlene

Guest Story by Darlene

The following is an original poem i wrote inspired by my childhood, entitled Society’s Unwanted: the poem.

As a baby who could I know that my future color would be one I could hate
the skin on my thighs, the skin on my back, my chest, face all different but still me
how then, could I know that people would one day judge me by it all
that people could look at my skin and write me off as “too dark”
that not having lighter skin could make me the object of other kids harassment
that it would make me see myself differently, or just different
how could I know that the other kids were wrong, that I was beautiful
that I was no different, that my complexion meant nothing
I couldn’t know, there is no way I could know.
today, I look back and laugh
I laugh at the ignorant mind of a young naive child
I laugh at the longing for a “better skin color” one more like my mothers
I laugh at the questions of why I was how I am
I laugh at so much, because to mourn would be to hold those thoughts and yet I cry
I cry for the lost children who don’t know they’re beautiful
I cry for the people still struggling with their skin
I cry for the non-acceptance, still very much alive
I’m more than pretty, I’m beautiful but back then how could I know?
Fin.

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One Response to Rise Women Rise: Darlene

  1. Manuel says:

    Well, I could go on with that documentary and I am so glad that someone had the courage to bring up our inner dirty laundry. From Spike Lee with School Daze to Mr. Duke and Mr. Berry nothing changed. When I came to the US in 1985 I heard that it was some segregation among black people, but when I heard that because of the tone of your skin you were better or worse, I was asking myself, what is wrong with them? We go to church on Sundays and have the audacity to put someone down just because of their skin tone but rebel when a Caucasian call another compatriot the N word. NO, NO, NO, NO !!! what is wrong with Us people. I am very upset to see that in some that they are still doing a distinction among skin tone.. that is a shame and I can’t see racisms going away if internally it does exist already. As far as for me I am totally color blind raised in Europe from Caribbean parents I never heard such a thing until I came to the US, and believe you me , the same thing exist in Africa and still can’t believe we are dealing with that matter as we speak. No, I don’t put myself on a pedestal either, trust me, but that is so sad to see that even nowadays you are judge upon your skin, inside your own Diaspora. What if God is mixed? What will the world will !!! or even the Jews, the chosen people, will they turn their back on Him again? Okay, my sister, I don’t care if you are Dark or Light-skinned, or Caramel etc… I just like your smile, your Eyes, your Curves, your EVERYTHING and let me love You, kiss You and Cherish You.

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