Colonialism started colorism
The judgement of shades of skin
The lightest pigmentation wins
The game of inequality.
It was created to subdivide
Within the already divided classes
Steps of hierarchy based on hues
from darkest to lightest
Stay in your designated space
Don’t step outside of your place
Dark skinned peasants
worked the fields under blazing sun
while light skinned aristocrats
were fanned under silk parasols.
The social ladder within your race
Was foretold by almighty god the father
From highest to lowest the power drips
Like blood letting
Trickle down rain
Corruption stains
Power trips
Blackouts
Erase the bottoms
as mere scavenger rubbish.
They’re left as compost
expected to make
everything grow for free
uncompensated
unacknowledged
Planting harvesting cooking
the foods we eat and waste
Babysitting laundering serving
convenience economy
Cleaning recycling burying
the trash we create
All the lowly unbenefited jobs
that no one wants to do
that keeps the world
spinning in status quo
functioning, comfortable
eternally affluent
lifestyle for a few
at the expense of the lowly others
who shoulder all the sins.
They’re scapegoated weaker
less intelligent and unworthy
while carrying the decadent burdens.
It’s obvious who’s truly stronger.
Collective hatred and abuse
are used to poison those below
to keep the pleasure cruise afloat.
Sip on cocktails while tanning
how ironic the blind spots of hypocrisy.
Servers wipe the sweat from beading glass
to protect the valued furniture
like how the ancient idiotic Kings
couldn’t even wipe their own ass.
Why still imitate their superior stupidity?
Colorism wants to pretend
there’s a higher order of things
divinely mandated injustice.
Excuses to wipe their conscience away
Eminent domain
Divine entitlement.
As long as we play this rigged game
It’ll never end.
It’s time to change the rules
Upturn and upend
the evil empire pyramid
is fed by our willing slavery.
Our complacency
makes us accomplices.
It’s time to choose sides.
As slaves revolt
Against the ruling classes.
