Blinding Light

You see my nose. I smell your fear.

You see my lips. I can taste your bile.

You see my forehead. My third eye sees right through you.

See my curls? They reach up and connect to the Most High.

Foul demon.

Look into my eyes and feel the stare of my ancestors penetrate the shell that would house a soul.

Look at my skin and know they have helped me to crawl from the earth to rise up.

Look at me.

I am light. Blinding. The white you see at the very end.

Look at me and be blinded with pure God touched enlightenment.

Be blinded.

Don't see my worth. I'll see it for you.

Don't see my potential. I'll see it for you.

Don't see my smile. You don't deserve it.