Bi-Racial Poem by Deona Skidmore

BI-RACIAL
A kiss of death to my relationships with men
With men whose families have to ask
'Why can't you just find a nice 'white' girl? .

BI-RACIAL
I do not apologize.
I am a person,
not a colour,
not a race,
not a shoe-size.

BI-RACIAL
And I won't let you define me.
I am bi-racial,
I have bi-racial hair and bi-racial blood
I have an I.Q. that would make most MENSA-students cry
I have a heart that bleeds and dies every time you leave
I've got enough love to provide for all that are willing to accept me
I've got the patience to sit up on the phone at 3 a.m. talking to the men I'm not good enough for, when their families are asleep, and they need a friend
I AM BI-RACIAL, with enough common sense to make amends

BI-RACIAL
And I won't stand for your defense
I'm not saying that I've got a heart of gold
Nor do I have morals of steel.

But I am BI-RACIAL,
I know what it's like to feel like your life can be computed down to something that isn't real
I'm bi-racial and I'm not here to make a big deal,
but I am bi-racial.

It wasn't my decision,
But I could never choose,
My skin tone is a part of me,
I've got culture like you couldn't believe,
I can compare Bach, Beethoven and Brahms.
Can fix a computer in no time at all.

I am BI-RACIAL
I DON'T NEED FORGIVENESS
I WON'T APOLOGIZE
I AM BI-RACIAL.
I live, I lust, I love.
I'm sorry that you're missing out, 'cause you don't think I'm good enough
(January 13,2009)