Shades of Us
What then is Golden
If not the color of perfection?
Amber, Cocoa and Charcoal
A crown of luminous curly locks.
Black spindles of lashes and brows
Almond toasted skin begotten heirs of Coconut.
What then is Golden
If not the color of Mother’s bosom?
Father in the field planting futures
Grandmother’s hands, strong and steady
Transforming Sepia Colored strands
Into Sepia maps to freedom.
What then is Golden
If not nature’s cloak all around us?
Shades of Brown and of Black
Shades of Copper and Coffee
Sinewy barks of the Willow trees
Dry and dusted, like the fields of the Serengeti.
What then is Golden
If not the color of Hope for tomorrow?
Earthen tones of our Motherland
The very children of the Sun
The fullness of who we are
The Ancestral dreams we have become.
What then is Golden
If not absolute, utter, perfection?
Instead,
I ask…
For what then is perfection
If not the very Shades of Us?
By: Carrie York
5/16/21
About the Creator
Lee York
Lee York is an Indianapolis based writer who has a passion for creating, empowering and inspiring Black Womxn through literary art.
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