The Beige Woman
The color outside, the color within
Both sides revile at the sight of my skin
A wannabe in ivory, a traitor to ebony
Their worst fears are seen through me
A mixture of dark and light
Possibilities disturbing to their narrow sight
Of divided ideas, suspicions, and grief
The others are evil is always their belief
The pain we suffered cannot be resolved
If we continue to let our anger be unevolved
And make us blind to our own heinous acts
Of assuming the whites and blaming the blacks
And I’m tired of being stuck in the middle of this fight
All of you, SHUT UP, and start to think right
If you don’t like my skin, that’s on you
Because you’ve got something worse than the flu
That affects everyone, no matter what race
Don’t lie and say “I can’t because I’m black, etc.” that is not the CASE!
I’ve felt hate on both sides, all because of beige
And today I’m finishing the last page
Of this long rant, but to anyone who cares
Or who feels the same way, don’t let others DARE
Shame and judge you by your own skin
It’s not the body, it’s the life we’re all LIVIN!