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Aug 2017
For over 300 years I have been victimized for the color of my skin.
The skin that I have been dipped in chocolate and honey for,And hanged out in the sun to dry.
I've seen people like myself face death because of their sun kissed skin.
Lost in history's wars.

In the past 300 years I have faced ridicule for my kinks and coils.
Forced to tie it out of existence,
And comb it to perfection.
Told to "keep it neat if you want to be here"

You see they kicked me out of institutions for the pride that I was born with.
Fired me from behind desks because my hair wasn't "fit for the work place".
The melanin of my skin has made many melancholic toward me.
They clutch their purses after beating us to death.

We are not taking away your culture,
Rather we are protecting ours.
Because all you do is strip us of our dignity,
And treat us less than we should be.

As for the past 300 years, I am set free from your  physical chains,
Yet still held accounted for things according to my skin color.
Slavery may have ended, but we are still trapped at mindset.
Know your roots.
Chanel Dior
Written by
Chanel Dior  18/F/bahamas
(18/F/bahamas)   
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