Veneer Poem by Gbolabo Adetunji

Can you look past my current state

Without two pennies to front as mate

My Pounds are placed in stocks and a future

The fortunes will rise with time and nurture



Can you look past my teeny pile

Without legs or thighs high as a mile

Beneath this dwarf layer of height

Lies a mountain of ideas that are bright



Can you look past the hair that I wear

Without the texture that brunettes bare

Below these locks that are not in vogue

Lies a character that is not a rogue



Can you look past the pigment that I lack

Without the tan that comes with black

Behind these irises that are pale and blue

Lies a mind that sees no hues