The Skin I’m in.
Yes ma’am, I’ve got that Melanin
that means my cells swim
in a pool of iridescent pigment that colours me, Brown.
Ochre, tan, caramel, mahogany, high-yellow, black-blue ink.
I am the earth and I am the single drop of a coffee bean in palest milk.
I cannot begin to describe
the feelings stirred to the surface
when some question the purpose
Of the Skin I’m in.
My Skin has Functionality.
My Skin is Multi-Dimensional.
My Skin is Beauty.
My Skin is Power.
Take heed those who proceed to mock
and degrade and belitte. Take stock
of the Cradle of Mankind
In Africa’s plains.
I am the First of our Kind.
Scars and bruises,
Hard knocks and life’s bruises
They all hide in the warm tones of my limbs. The warming sun is filtered and my skin pulses… unaltered
by UV rays.
It’s in my DNA.
So yes ma’am, I embrace my Melanin.
I jump and dance with unbridled joy of all that is out and is within.
Because I LOVE the Skin I’m in.
© Dr Noreen Nguru