by Linnette Manning

Created on: September 20, 2007

When you look at me
What do you see?
That I am black, my lips are fat,
My kinky hair thick like a mat,
Isn't that a bit out of place?
A Caucasian nose in a Negro face.
Why do you say, it really seems
I was liquefied then poured into my jeans.
What you see, when you look at me
Results from my rich and diverse ancestry.
The African black, English and Scottish white you see
Conspired and made a brown Barbadian like me.
So because of this my taste is diverse
In food, music and hymns, chapter and verse
Reggae and calypso I consider an art
But still I can appreciate Mozart.
So come on over, take a walk
Don't judge me before we talk
A good strong Caribbean woman you'll agree
That is who you will see
When you really know me.

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