I never thought
being black was ever an issue
I never knew
being black meant something!
I never thought for a moment
being black meant being different,
actually being treated different…
no I stand corrected, being treated differently!
I thought I was secure in myself
Until the question of my race
was brought direct to my face…I mean brought directly to my face!
All these years cushioned in the diversity of London
Not really seeing ‘color’, but just mere people
People I realised now looked like me,
no not really, were similar to me…
BAME – the Black Asian and Minority Ethnic!
Of course we looked the same
We were the minority
Yet the majority,
in East London where I had lived and worked…many years!
I never knew being black meant something!
Now in the pool of the majority
Where my minority truly is minor
Face to face with the reality that I am black!
Oh My God! I am black,
Being educated of my ignorance
Ignorant to the fact that being black was different!
What an awakening!
What an incitement to the reality I needed to embrace my blackness,
recognise and acknowledge my roots!
Thirty years in the UK doesn’t make me English.
A tad of the RP accent doesn’t make me British.
Would forever be an immigrant
Even if I didn’t choose it.
Forever an immigrant
Even if the country of my origin is more foreign to me
than the country I am considered a foreigner.
I am black!
Never knew being black was an issue till now!
Embarrassed, at the issue of my own ignorance!
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