Crystallization.
A poem about racism- a lived experience from the 1980s onwards.

Repellant and gross are the words you inflict me with, invisible swords making scars across my heart , out of sight but not out of mind.
Scars hardened and crystallized, stinging and throbbing in to a shield to protect me for the life time of assaults I will suffer. A buffer from all the blows of abuse for which there is no excuse.
Demeaning , leaning in to destructive behaviours, wounding and seething at the mouth into sneers and jeers. But I am my own saviour.
Stepping out of your hate in to my fate, strong and powerful. Indestructible. Like a brick wall with a kick of irony.
What you did to weaken me was unique in that it strengthened me beyond your comprehension as I felt the tension release until you stopped deserving a mention at all. For I would not fall with you in to your lair of despair.
Your words will not crush me anymore nor will they hush me.
For I have found peace and solidarity in my plight and reached new heights.
To your own dread, your racism crystallized my heart in to bright ruby red rather than the broken glass pieces you envisaged.
About the Creator
Leonara Hansen
I am someone who likes to write fictional stories for fun. I find it cathartic and simply enjoy it!




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