When Our Color Turns Gray

mixedWe were born white 
or black
or yellow
or brown
or red.

Different skin
Different hair
Different height
Different sizes
…but the same species –
HUMAN.

We all shall live.
… to grow
… to dream
… to triumph
… to fail
… to laugh
… to cry
… to love

But we all shall die…

The amount of melanin
That creates the illusion
Of whiteness, blackness, yellowness, brownness, or redness
Will not prevent us from dying.

We all shall die!
From ashes we came
to ashes we return.
And ashes are neither red
… nor brown
… nor yellow
… nor black.
Definitely, it’s not white.
It’s gray.

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About M.A.D. LIGAYA

I am a teacher, writer, and lifelong learner with diverse interests in prose and poetry, education, research, language learning, and personal growth and development. My primary advocacy is the promotion of self-improvement. Teaching, writing, and lifelong learning form the core of my passions. I taught subjects aligned with my interests in academic institutions in the Philippines and South Korea. When not engaged in academic work, I dedicate time to writing stories, poems, plays, and scholarly studies, many of which are published on my personal website (madligaya.com). I write in both English and his native language, Filipino. Several of my research studies have been presented at international conferences and published in internationally indexed journals. My published papers can be accessed through my ORCID profile: https://orcid.org/0000-0002-4477-3772. Outside of teaching and writing, I enjoy reading books related to my interests, creating content for my websites and social media accounts, and engaging in self-improvement activities. The following is a link to my complete curriculum vitae: https://madligaya.com/__welcome/my-curriculum-vitae/ TO GOD BE THE GLORY!

Posted on May 30, 2020, in Color of the Skin, Discrimination, Poetry, Racism, Tula and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

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