An Immigrant Rant on Color

Russian I'm not

And Slavic

Not a chance

And yet they ask me

again

perchance

my story changes

Then, stare askance

Parisian I'm not

And Swedish

Fat chance

But then they query

In hopes perchance

I amend my heritage

Thus remain correct

African yes

We do come in white

So pop back your peepers

And get a load of this sight

Grey eyes

White skin

Brown hair

And fair tone

Alas it's all true

dark eyes

Dark skin

Don't corner this globe

On African probe