IDOGHŌ

Greetings!

From the pupils of my eyes
to the cerebrum of my brain
driving me insane
is the signature of your beautiful skin
Cascading flawlessly in melanic display
Beyond the possibilities of immitations
Da ame yaiya!
From the bottom of my heart
To the juices of my lips
Tingling me sweetly
is the melody of your name
Flowing like River Niger
from the depth of my soul –
You are the music of my heart
and the song on my lips.

Idoghõ, color is not what you are:
You are melanin in mesmerizing varieties
Shipped from the nooks of Africa
to the crannies of the continents
the world has become your home!
Your truth may not be told
beyond the narratives of Mr. Oyibo,
Your roots may've been wrecked
with the ships of servitude
and scattered across the Atlantic;
Your tongue may've been impaired
by the accent of colonial speech;
Your dignity may've been bullied
by the negotiations of imperialism...
But cascading gloriously,
are your ravishing features
that cannot be trampled
beneath the wrangles of history.

"Idogho" is a word from the Ibibio language of Southern Nigeria. It means "not so" or "on the contrary" depending on the context of usage. This poem eulogises the beauty and authenticity of the "Black" people the world over who have their origin and roots in Africa. The poem celebrates the African identity and the black skin which is not just "color". Contrary to racial prejudice, the Black skin is a force that has permeated every part of the globe.

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