Colour, a poem by Throwback Enthusiast

 

Colour

Themes compiled by Throwback Enthusiast
Compiled from “Liberated” by DeJ Loaf & Leon Bridges, “Dear Black Girl” by bharris (powerpoetry.org), “Dear Black Boy”, “Human Nature” & “Black Or White” by Michael Jackson and original content from Throwback Enthusiast

If you feel free
then you should lift your hands
real love,
fake friends
There are so many things in this world I don’t understand
I won’t judge who you love
Or your brown skin
People getting liberated,
get up off your feet if you’ve got the feeling
Fighting back for so long,
break on out of those chains
Believe me,
you don’t have to aim to please
or be a certain way
Don’t aspire to be what you see in the magazines
there’s only one you,
and only one me

 

When I was young,
I was told that you reap what you sow and that life isn’t always so sunny,
don’t get caught up in the glow
I don’t know it all but I see it as I grow
I can’t take away the pain
because it’s deep in my soul
Brothers,
Sisters,
Mothers and Fathers,
The quest for freedom still continues.
We must lace up our shoes to do more than
run another sprint,
dunk another ball,
catch another pass,
dunk another ball or
rap another lyric.
Rather towards freedom,
cheering and picking up those of us,
like us, in the same race.
Freedom is still a giraffe and a half away,
so we must continue to run laps like
the greats before us,
who ran the same race.

 

I don’t know about you,
but I’m choosing to be wise.
I am not going to spend my life being a colour.
Black
White
the beautiful shades of grey in between,
we all make a monochromatic society of Beige,
where the only colours are
the colours of the wind that pass us by
like the people in our lives.
The colours of
happiness,
freedom,
unity and love
that pass by us
oh
so
swiftly,
like the butterfly’s beautiful wings
until we snatch it and treasure it forever
Don’t let the beauty of acceptance
pass by us
like the ways of human nature
Don’t let it go

Colour,
the pigmentation of skin, especially as an indication of someone’s race

Colour,
What we need to accept
Not what we need to see.