Between Color Lines Poem by Hargymin Birman

Black
White
Blue
What's it to you?
My skin is 'white, '
But my soul is grey
The blending of colors,
Mixing of race
Do you see me?
Which half?
My mother or my father?
The oppressed or the oppressor?
Neither side will understand
Feeling selfish for simply being born

Blue
Black
White
Am I 'less colored' because my skin is light?
If I ask you 'wus good man? I ain't seen you in a minute.' I'm trying too hard.
But 'Hi, how are you sir? ' Makes me whitewashed.
I feel like color theory
Put against white I'm black
Put against black I'm white
White
Black
Blue