A LETTER TO MY EX-WHITE LOVR

Whyte Queen
@WhyteQueen
8 years ago

A Letter to my Caucasian Ex-Lover on his BirthdayAn intrinsic poem for people of colour Each morning I wake up with you on my mindAnd great throbbing pains in my heartWe had shared our first kiss under the bougainvilleaThose days when I was only but a seedlingWe had spent great moments togetherNow we’re miles apartSeparated by the same thing we both wantedYears have gone by, leaving me with the feeling off being wantedHe has moved onBut I’m stuckNovember would forever be our monthIts indelible mark was just the beginning of my bruntI remember the third of Novemberwas filled with wonders I’m afraid would last foreverbut only in my heartYou said we would forever be closeHow had we grown apart?How did you allow racial difference to be a dividing rule?Didn’t you say if true love was a crime then you wanted to be wanted?I heard that you’ve found a white girlThis coloured human is hurting, but not because she is a black girlbut because her black heart had learnt to love only youIt still yearns and pants after youLemme ask againWas it your mom?Or was it you dad?It must have been the society?What didn’t I do right?I had gone against my family’s warnings didn’t I?They had warned me you would leave me heartbroken, didn’t they?They said we wouldn’t workAnd all you did was prove them rightWasn’t I good enough for you?Were you scared of being affiliated with little mulattoes?But you had fallen in love with oneOr so I thought?How’re your white kids?Hope you’re proud of them?I don’t have any kids yetNot sure I ever willYou taught me a lot about loveeven if you couldn’t give it all to meYou wanted nothing more than ever to put a stop to this mentalitybut how did you intend to fight itwhen you couldn’t realizethe change begins with you?