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As a child of colour I was often
the source of many jokes
not only by my peers
but also by my folks.
I questioned what was different
because I felt the same,
but as I became older
I learned that life is not a game.
At a young age I mastered
ignoring judgement remarks,
I also learned that life was different
for the "lights and the "darks"
As a teen
my strength was growing
and my personality began to expand
I was growing into my person
I began to demand
my mother had always
to be proud of who I was
she told me to do what was right
not what someone wants me to do or does
Now that brings me to who I am today
and what my future holds,
I don't know if ideas will change
I will see as life unfolds
I know I am tired of being called "chocolate"
The rule of misconception that most,
dark skinned women are unattractive
and deserve to be ridiculed.