I'M Tie and Dye

I bleed red, red like I know how. I was there in past lives, but never re-incarnated. It is this existence that bleeds me red, red like I know how. I’m drowning in blue, like deceptive sea dressed in cobalt skies. Down, down I plunge, turning eyes with this white lie (my life). Days came, unlike me, dressed in golden sun, like oranges prepared in California’s heat. Never am I likened to the dark nights that parade beautiful fireflies on Lake Victoria. I am yellow in regions about my umbilicus, with green glazed eyes that scrutinize their possessions. I am never black; I am white swelling in blue seas. I should be African, Proud, with untamed rain bow spirit, but I am never black. I am white rising in blue ocean, a disappearing act. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~