Veneer

Can you look past my current state

Without two pennies to front as mate

My Pounds are placed in stocks and a future

The fortunes will rise with time and nurture

Can you look past my teeny pile

Without legs or thighs high as a mile

Beneath this dwarf layer of height

Lies a mountain of ideas that are bright

Can you look past the hair that I wear

Without the texture that brunettes bare

Below these locks that are not in vogue

Lies a character that is not a rogue

Can you look past the pigment that I lack

Without the tan that comes with black

Behind these  irises that are pale and blue

Lies a mind that sees no hues

© GBOLABO ADETUNJI/ AYOKA

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