The Daily Diaspora 

I talk of colour,

to render all that is misunderstood
Because brown,
Is plaited, scarred, pigmented and hyper,
It is rushing through the subway and laying in fields
To a beat pounded on the dhol
And amplified by bass.

It is imbued in the richest coriander
and tumeric pastes,
my lok
my virsa,
skips between
salwars n’ sneakers,
folk and green,

drenched in mother-tongues sung in the East
but synched by lips that tilt a little to the west.
It is sand-root kids
on a jean-clad quest.
And mauve lipped girls,
Dreaming in gold.
Brown is.
// The Daily Diaspora

*lok/virsa: cultural heritage

This is my somewhat free verse take on the #PoetsOfColorChallenge – which was originally created by @_salvinc on Instagram.

I nominate all poets and writers of colour to participate in the challenge!

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