Freckles And Brown Eyes
I thought about my mother today
I reflected on the beautiful freckles on her face
And realized that they were not an African trait
Probably a remnant from ancestral rape
Maybe it occurred on a ship sailing the Atlantic
Did she resist or how did she feel when this happened
My mother says she’s black but those freckles tell lies
Like how come I’m African American with brown eyes
How can so many women be attracted by these eyes
The mirror to my soul tells no lies
I look in the mirror and all that I can see
Is some slave master raping my ancestry
It’s pain in those freckles and high yellow skin
My mama told me she hated it way back when
I was just a little boy and she made me watch Roots
I cowardly allowed her to be sexually assaulted and these eyes are proof
Black man can’t feel proud about eyes that are brown
Light skinned girls make me hang my head to the ground
Maybe I should have chose to hang from a tree
And died defending my mama’s African blood and dignity
Colored eyed color folks walk around in vain
Proud about rapists blood and genes in their vein
I look in the mirror at my beard and all I can see
Is it aint normal for African men to have brown facial hair like me
My eyes don’t feel pretty no more nor compliment them as such
They just remind me of how many of my mamas were raped so much
And freckles just don’t come from my motherland
Just a strain forcefully inherited from the other man…….
(c)Copyrights 2015 by Halim Flowers – Excerpt from “Mortal Man”