The Sojourner's Diary: SUN-KISSED CHILD

I remember back in secondary school, whenever there was an albino kid in a class, he or she became the subject of taunts. Everything about them got mocked; from their skin, to their eyes and their freckles and spots. They get mocked for how red their skins go from being sun burned. Most of these kids morph into adulthood without ever really leaving infancy. The constant destruction of their self esteem at childhood follows them into life and some never leave their shells. 

A few days ago, while on a bike to somewhere in Lokoja, I caught glimpse of a beautiful albino girl in her mum or aunt's stall I presume, seating under the table where goods were arranged. She looked so sad and yet so beautiful. She inspired this:

SUN-KISSED CHILD

She had the right curves in the right places

But if given the chance, she'd be ready to trade places

To have any one of these normal faces 

So she wouldn't have to battle with the glances

That everyone sent her way when she went out to play

Growing up she never had the right words to say

Alone and depressed, her heart grew empty day by day

She never believed she could be could be loved

How could she? 

She was an abomination! 

There were songs about the White girl magic

Poems about the black girl's strength and beauty

Tales of brown skin girls

But her skin was pale as a worthless pearl

So she buried herself deep in her shell 

Where no one would see her

But she forgets

She forgets she bears a flawless coating of flesh

And in her, beauty is enmeshed

Everytime her eyes open, stars stare in awe

And her mind is just as beautiful and as unique as any other

So the next time you hear I love you, 

Believe you deserve it

Not out of pity

But of absolute certainty 

That you're beautiful in every way

And the next time a nasty child tries to bring you down

Look them straight in the eyes and tell them God took his time when he made you

That's why you're too perfect to be tainted by color

Tell them you're the true definition of anti racism

Tell them you're a queen and tell them you're a king

Tell them you're a warrior and let your soul sing

Sun-kissed child, you're not invisible 

We see you and everything you go through

And one day the world will see too

That God took his time when he made you

Sun-kissed child 

You're not what the world has tried to paint you to be

In fact, you're way bigger! 

Your freckles, spots and glistening skin

Is everything a perfect piece of art is supposed to be

I'll be your voice till the world gets to see too

That God took his time when he made you. 

Till our next journey together dear Sojourner. Live, love, laugh, repeat. Remember showing love is always easier than giving hate. 

Poem: Crosswordz 

Post by: The Sojourner 

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