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Pigment
May 24, 2012
My actions had no race;
By color I could not be defined.
In their book I was rejected,
Yet through books I was protected.
Solid in my color—
Maneuvering my stance.
They said,
“not all who wander are lost”
So I jumped and took a chance.
I was ridiculed, stoned with heavy looks.
To shake the pain I bled jokes,
While my heart coughed and choked.
My actions have no race;
By color they cannot be defined.
Through the vessels of my past
And the respiration of my future,
I reclaimed the identity that was rightfully mine.
© Jessica H., Bluffton, MN
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