Negotiation (Poem)

Yes! I have a skin colour

I don’t weigh – typical

My imperfections –

They become my strength

My endurance is beyond imagination

I choose to be silent at the juncture

Not that I am vulnerable,

since my resilience is much higher than the ideals

I like to stand out in the throng

Pushing all the barriers

I may not be unique for you

But I prefer to articulate

My beliefs on me…

Deep like ocean

Solid like mountains

Chiefly Turmoil

Yet, I have a moral soul

Which you can’t negotiate…