BLACK AND BLUE

BLACK AND BLUE

HER NAME WAS BLACK AND BLUE
WHY DID HER PARENTS NAMED HER, "BLACK AND BLUE?"
TtHATS ANY BODY'S GUESS.

But thats how it started
Her story

All her life she wanted to know the meaning of her name
And that was the first problem
Problem of never being settled any where...

She wasn't even black
She was may be blue
Blue not in color but in her moods
She loved black

Always wore black clothes
Loved dark complexion
Love the night time
Stayed awake like Dracula
Became more energetic..AS THE EVENING GREW INTO DARKNESS
SHE WAS ALWAYS DIEING TO LIGHT A CANDLE

Loved candle lit places
Love the gold coming out of the flame of the candle
Wanted to be like the shade of the candle light
Golden, smoky,exciting, flickering, exotic

And black represented all that
And she liked it
So it was not because her name was Black and Blue that she was an outsider
It was only her question, "WHY?"

And,"WHAT?"

What were her folks thinking when they named her, Black and blue
Actually she loved the blue shades of things as well.
The moon, the blue light before the dark came
She loved black race
She thought no one and for sure no one had the humor of black people, their,
struggle, like her own.....

struggle is the pain.....like she has....
The pain is life
One can not deny it
One can mingle the pain with little joy once in a while
But can't assume that the rest of the life will be just so soft and fluffy like
Feathers fulled pillow.....

And thats what Black and blue hasn't been able to do with herself
She has forgotten to add the spice of joy with her blueness and her blackness of her constant black moods.......