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Achiri Chabalala Poem
From when I was young they kept on staring
They stared until they couldn't hold it ,
Then they burst into laughter.
Young ones ,even older .
They said I was too dark ,
And I listened.
They said dark is ugly ,
I still listened.
Darksinned and insecure,
I became .
They broke my spirit
Because I was listening to their critism.
Because I gave them a chance to critique.
If only I didn't listen,
Id be a different darksinned woman ,
Confident and unafraid.
Proud and happy to be me.
Not too dark and insecure.
Like they said I am.
Copyright © Achiri Chabalala | Year Posted 2023
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