Horrible Bleach Poem by Jackie Bromfield

She scratched her black beauty;
The African colour I always loved. She became a dissenting chameleon; In dire need of unhealthy budget She deserted my lovely culture- And took the resemblance of albino.
To her black is absence of beauty!

Domestic work no longer as usual;
For the skinless meat abhors heat
Kitchen is a shit hell on earth
Just delicate as fragile mirror; Minor surgeries lead to complication- Cancerous, infertile blonde?
What a disgusting mess!

She wants outside like a street-walker, My love fades as her skin fades Of her the smile I admired,
Are they sketches of weeps?
With hers my plans are in bull's fight; For her enormous needs I can't suffice. Glory is in the original, just repent!