Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris

Crabs in a Barrel


lack of love for one another
makes dark skin
break.

wins become
wounds.
wins dig up
wounds.
words cut skin and wait for
blood.

dark skin cutters have words for
razors;
they feel pleasure in
pain
as they watch what makes us all the same
seep out
and scab over
and scar.

and only then do they applaud.

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3 responses

  1. Strikes me as a brilliant write that engenders additional thoughts of my own…thanks!

    March 6, 2012 at 6:07 pm

  2. lilkunta

    Wonderful fine words Farrah. May I make 1 change?
    Lack of love for one another makes ALL SKIN BREAK.

    March 7, 2012 at 4:43 pm

    • Thanks for pointing out the universality of this issue. I did write it specifically about the black community, but the issue crosses color lines.

      March 7, 2012 at 5:06 pm

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