I bleach my skin to make it light!
This Black must come off! I want to be white!
I hate myself because I am hated!
Why is my skin so underrated?
My complexion is on trial, I object to my skin!
I am Black and degraded. I was born not to win.
Take this dark pigmentation that so destroys me!
Every tear that I shed is a heart wrenching plea!
I look at your skin; so white and so pure.
Give it to me! Find me a cure.
I am cursed with such shame that I am black.
My skin is a nightmare and that is a fact.
How many whites have ever loved my race?
I am the one who should paint my face.
You with your filthy, black stained brush,
and you with that brilliant, red colored blush.
You lie in the sun and bake until you’re brown,
and when you’re Zwarte Piete, you’re a ‘black face’ clown.
Give me your ‘face’ and I will give you mine.
If black is so beautiful, why am I last in line?
Stand next to me, we’ll be black together.
You’ll know what I know; hate and anguish forever.
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland
What a dilemma! We have those who because of the dictates of society, have found themselves to actually hate their dark complexion to the point where they will use skin bleaching crèmes and lotions to lighten or ‘whiten’ up. When I was in college, I chose an assignment relating to this issue and when I was giving my presentation on my findings. A ‘Black’ student raised her hand and said to me, “Shelby, of course you can speak against skin lightening crèmes because you are ‘light’. A friend of mine bleached her skin and now she is as ‘light’ as you.” I must say that I felt quite the fool because I never considered what hellish nightmare Black people are living each and every day when someone can look at me and state that their friend, strove to have my complexion when in grade school, I was considered one of the ‘darkies’ and thus relegated to the ‘b(l)ack’ row in the choir and for plays and dances. My mother threw hellish fits when she saw the performances for the PTA that she attended. She knew what was what. I had been innocently unaware of anything untoward. It was only after she stormed through the school that I was made aware that I had been considered too many shades too dark for the first and second row.
We ‘humans’ are sick and depraved when we can make people hate themselves over something that they have absolutely NO control over whatsoever!
On the other hand, we have people, who because of some holiday in the Netherlands, deliberately paint themselves ‘jet’ black to ridicule and make fun of ‘Black’ people and then have the nerve to think that no one should get offended when we already have people who because their skin is dark are affected by racism, bigotry, prejudice and hatred to the point where they are desperate to do ANYTHING to fit in. What a fucking fucked up world we have created! And people have the audacity to tell me that there is hope for this shit. Really? On THAT, we will agree to disagree!
And finally, to those of you whose skin complexion is not to your liking, lightening it or attempting to ‘whiten’ it will not make you feel any better about yourself. Love what you see when you look in that mirror. Make every effort that you can to not buy into the bullshit that is shoved down our throat, day in and day out. I realize that ‘beauty’ is not portrayed as the ‘dark’ skin but why do you think that so many so-called ‘whites’ will lie in the sun for hours risking skin cancer to get what you were born with? Do not let them make you hate yourself, you are too beautiful for that. Love that gorgeous face and body that you were blessed with, believe me, it is envied by those who have you hating that which is what they desire!! Believe me! I know!