Color of Words

Born with white skin, jet black hair, and blue eyes

You were the favourite child

Your laughter, cries, and chatter were labelled cute

And the the lighter shades of clothes were reserved for you

Playing in the bright sun was forbidden

For it might have reduced the brightness of your skin

You grew up believing that white was right

For the praises of the bright had reached your mind

Your dusky best friend, with green eyes, had the sweetest voice

Making you wonder if an anomaly was in sight !

For you believed that good voice, coloured eyes were the birth right of the white

Wear light makeup, and dresses a shade darker you would often tell her

For these would compliment her skin color

Time flew by and now you were blessed with a child

White skin, jet black hair, and blue eyes

The happy colors of life were shining on you

But one day the grim clouds consumed you

Your child was fighting for life

Requiring the red color lifeline

All your efforts had gone in vain

For the color you needed couldn’t be obtained

“Take mine”, came a voice

Your dusky best friend was standing by your side

What you needed was running in her

Making all your woes disappear

What made your child survive was provided by a person who did not have white skin, jet black hair, and blue eyes

To make you happy, “ take mine” is all she had to utter

But did her words exhibit any color ?