I'm Dust-Coloured Poem by Varghese Kuncheria

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Joji Varghese Kuncheria
I'm Dust-Coloured

Children called me 'Oyebo' in Nigeria,
Which literally means 'of peeled skin'
And 'Farangi' in Ethiopia; a racial slur,
Used with no malice, though dark I am.

Brown, black, red, yellow or white,
It is all just in the mindset of people,
All souls are red as you well know,
'For life of the flesh is in the blood' 1.

My Book says: 'God formed man of dust,
and He breathed into his nostrils life.' 2.
So we are all 'dust-coloured' in His eyes,
And God is not a respecter of persons.

'God created man in His own image' 3.
To have life and to rule over the earth,
What makes us all unique is that breath,
That will cause us to live through eternity.

Do not brood over looks or complexion,
As long as all will have a heavenly body,
When we finally end our reign here.
Covet for that life eternal with the King!

All are going to live forever— on earth,
For a while and on an eternal abode,
Thereafter— with a supernatural body,
With that divine complexion, eternally!

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Author's note:

1.
Vayikra ~ Leviticus 17: 11 'For the soul of the flesh is in the blood'
2.
Bereishit ~ Genesis 2: 7 'And the Lord God formed man of dust from the ground, and He
breathed into his nostrils the soul of life, and man became a living soul.'
3.
Bereishit ~ Genesis 1: 27 'God created man in His image; in the image of God He created
him; male and female He created them.'