I only see the difference when I am away from the rest of us, Mom!
Does it border on black? No, it is like the Earth tone, soft and mellow, light and dark shades with a mix of yellow.
Well, Black is beautiful! I said, looking at my brown hands, wondering why it made a difference
to some, while I never gave it a thought until I mingled with those not of brown.
Does it matter if I was brown, Mom?
Yes, it does. People usually think you are from another planet!
Possibly Venus, I said aloud.
Well, I got good grades in school while the not so brown ones failed miserably, Mom.
Yes, that’s the way to show them, Son. You show them that because they discriminate against your color, they look foolish, they don’t know that the color Brown is exciting, intelligent, sensuous, and is of Earth tones. They cannot say the same, can they? Plus, because they have a limited sense of discernment, they fail miserably.
No, they can’t say the same as us, Mom. Do you think we are superior because we are brown?
Oh yes, we have the most important element with us remember, the Earth belongs to colored like us. We blend in with the most incredible planet in the universe.
Yes, I can see that, Mom. But you know what, I am happy I can see through their colors!
Mmmm.
It won’t make a difference to me what anyone’s color is Mom, it is only those who see the difference who has a problem with it.
Mmmm.
When I grow up, I want to marry a brownie. They are simply gorgeous.
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A very beautiful poem👏👏
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