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Useful And Fantastic: A Highly-Coloured Boy

In this three-verse poem Val Yule says a whole volume about the idiocy of colour prejudice.

I pass among a hostile crowd
I live their public shame
For all that should not be allowed
Or needs a dirty name.

I stand outside the house afraid
And pick my foreign skin
For every more familiar shade
Combines lest I get in.

I am the far researcher's joy,
The local folk's chagrin;
I'm just a really colored boy,
My colour is bright green.


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