Zion Lights is a writer, poet and social entrepreneur. This week on the PRSD we have poem Elsewhere
I grew up in a country of
fish & chips
& 9 to 5.
With jet back hair and almond skin
I stood out sorely at school,
at work,
in the street.
.
I waited to visit that place, elsewhere,
Which my parents always spoke of.
The place where I would fit in.
.
Now I’m here,
And I did not grow with this country of
chappatis & dahl
& ooh-rahs & air-rahs.
.
I stand out sorely at work,
on the bus,
in the street,
With my too-short hair and my too-beige skin.
.
‘Western immigrant’, they whisper.
It reminds me of that place,
Where I grew up,
Elsewhere.
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