Your Skin Melvin

your skin melvin you must accept can never be
the color of the clouds
the sun
the moon and the stars

but do not be dismayed
your color is
the earth where all the
other poets
of this universe
write
breathe
and thrive

it is my color too
neither is there
a shying for shame
nor a need for pride

i am just comfortable
by just being
myself.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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