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She Had Colored Contacts

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By Onyx HuesPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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I felt the need to address the self hatred that many black people suffer from in their lives. Unfortunately it's a spectrum. Some black people think they're too black and wish to be lighter and some don't think they're black enough. It is a generational fight that our generation is continuing to combat. Hopefully one day our skin color will be seen simply as a beautiful difference from others rather than pain or happiness and life or death. Hopefully we can eliminate defaults and set our own beauty standards individually. Hopefully in the future this wound will heal for POC.

Once knew this girl,typical self hatred ran deep

Like a kangaroo that hated it's own leap

She was out of pocket with her tongue

Her pain was old but her voice was young

Black bodies collectively lay in their misery alone

Because black blood is bleached with white tears in every time zone

She sliced her arms in hopes that under the layers of negro there might be something pale and more appealing

But as she kept pealing, it became appalling, because it became apparent that black destruction had no ceiling

sad poetry
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Onyx Hues

Entrepreneur/Artist Activist

Art has the responsibility to influence the world both imaginatively and tangibly📚🎬🎨🎤

Poetry/Inspiration✏DC,HU'21🔵🔴

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