Biracial Woes

Never enough for one side

Never enough for the other,

Privileged outcast for the remainder

Of this life,

Many envy & bicker.

Been told of ‘pretty mixed privileges’

But a runt in community circles.

Never enough to have the rights to

Embrace neither cultures,

Scolded that you weren’t loyal.

Cultures & traditions are like gold,

But to pick & choose is degrading,

Diminishing the other.

Pick a side that would embrace you

Partially as if you are disposable.

One foot in, one foot out…

No one wants to claim during typhoons of

Failures.

Taking credit during seasons of Abundance,

Even if Faith was a dwindling lantern

In the timeframe of troubles.

Do the part to embrace where you

Come from,

Since it is once in a lifetime that Unprejudiced members would you

Encounter.

Modern times didn’t eliminate human

Thoughts that aren’t immune to scrutiny.

It only camouflages in a box

Of sweet nothings labeled as political

Correctness.

Self-love and knowing the worth

Is precious as perfumes & bathing

In sweet oils.

Self-acceptance without others approval

Is like scrubbing off residual words with

Cleansing clay & treated with hot stones,

Massaging affirmations without others

Words leaving bad taste,

Eliminate any detections that would make

You feel anything less than your true

Value.

You are beautiful and a representation

Of the nations that run through your veins.

Always remember.