A shattered start
Starlight and flashing neon lights
Santa hats and candy canes
Dirty sneakers and chocolate stains
Cotton candy and sticky sweet hands
And boat rides
Swimming in the tide
Fearless and careless
Holiday fun time
And cold shrivelled up fingers
Where were you?
All I heard was a faint whisper
Were you there childhood?
Or did you slip right under
Those painful hidden memories
Like a child scared of the thunder
Helpless and full of questions
Of what could be the reason for my existence
Grown up a bit too fast
Forced to see all of it fly past
To a life of awkward
A state of mind fed from a sped up time
An adult life lived by a child
Forged in stone, thorns and scales
Tough like keratin and a hardened shield
Made from pain and too numb to feel
This life is a cold spear
Pierced in the heart
For a child with a shattered start.
Angela Yap Chung
Goddess among mortals
Skin made of chocolate, dark and rich.
Golden and brown, a splash of diamond from the Sun.
Wrapped in elegance, baked with the “fire” of beauty.
Beauty is in your face, heart, and character.
Your beauty is more than my eyes deserve to see,
It is more than the rivers that fills the sea.
You are sacred! God’s pigment is in your skin.
Your beauty is without and within.
With tones ranging from lightest to darkest,
Your beauty brings light and conquers darkness.
Your natural hair is an elegant crown,
Like trees springing from the ground.
Your natural hair is your beautiful crown,
Like roots strengthening the ground.
Black Woman, you are the Eve of the Earth.
You must rise above your pain and hurt.
The Universe manifested at birth.
A divine gift!
Black Woman know your worth…
- Roderick Bromfield