MY SKIN
by Reginia "Regina" Howard
If I was a blonde, imagine being flawless!
If I was a brunette, I would want to be a blonde so I can have my way at any age.
If I was a "red-head", I would want my hair black because "who wants to be..." Joan-Of-Arc or "wicked"?
My hair is black and I look forward to it becoming grey.
When it becomes grey, I wouldn't dye it blue because my virtue appears, flaws disappears, wisdom turns wiser, honour to respect---respect to honor!
When you're grey, every nation is one colour; every grey-headed person is treated the same. Therefore, color my skin grey. Oh, how I wish I could be a robot. I'll have no feelings.
Is it my skin or hair that is so depressing? Is it my skin or hair that keeps oppessing?
My skin maybe dark, but the Light in me keeps shining or surpressing. The light makes me invisible. The light has the green, purple, red, yellow, orange, and blue; Of course?
From the beginning, it has been a prisonor of darkness. Who made it free? It wasn't Oppression or Depression! O light! How did you become liberated?