DARK-SKINNED 80s BABY (Poem)
DARK-SKINNED 80s BABY
By Farah Lawal Harris, 2025
Turn the TV off.
The first Africans I saw
on the silver screen were on
“The Gods Must Be Crazy.”
Ka-boom!
Dark laughs fill the room,
and in me, shame.
Is God sane?
Turn the TV off.
I felt blessed to see Alek Wek
til’ her blue-black shine
was compared to mine.
Middle schoolers must be crazy.
“African booty scratcher!”
Self-hatred laced with laughter.
Turn the TV off.
Today my skin teach you how to dougie
every time the light touch me.
Iwishaniccawould try to convince me that I’m ugly.
God bless the child
who still loves herself.
Turn the TV on.
Child of Destiny sings of me,
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream.
I’d never trade me for anybody else.
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Written for Day 11 of National Poetry Writing Month #napowrimo