Not Another Rose

He told me I was a magnetic rose

That grew from concrete

As if his overused Tupac reference 

Would impress me, 

He rubbed his fingertips against my arms,

Bragging about my soft skin

Oh, I’m sorry, he called my limbs petals

Said my words were the thorns

Because I quickly dismissed him

But HE still saw my beauty

So he doesn’t mind me playing

Hard to get

As if my existence, my value

Depends on his metaphorical approval

And him capturing me, joining his bouquet

Yet, never seeing what was behind the rose,

A woman. A Black woman. 

Mother Nature, A creator

Does he not see the billions of children

Released from my womb

Does he not see his mother’s mother’s mother’s

Turmoil in the fields

Our melanin darkened by an unforgiving sun

That a world connected to ugliness

And Mama Maya reminded us to Rise

Still, he doesn’t see the life risks

The sacrifices, the reason

For everyone’s existence

I am more than a rose

I am your provider, your strength

Your pride, your honor

Your lifeline, your reason

I am who you should thank

We raised you when men like you left

We loved you when you didn’t love yourself

We carried you before you came to existence

And we’ll watch over you when our souls are lifted

So excuse me if I missed your attempt at a compliment

But I’m not a rose that grew from concrete

I’m the woman that planted the field.

By Taryn Nicole Biggs

50 Shades of Melanin Exhibition

LAMBB is showcasing an exhibition with 50 Shades of Melanin in March and we need you!

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Calling all Artists & Poets

Following the recent release of our documentary 50 Shades of Melanin we are looking to exhibit artwork that reflects ideas of colourism, self-work and self-love. Alongside the artwork we are going to feature poetry of similar themes.

This is open to both males and females of any ethnic minority group that feels strongly connected to the issue of colourism within the UK.

To join us fill out the form below by the 26th of February 2017.

Or drop us a line at lambbofficial@gmail.com

You are Gold not Black: Uncovering colourism within the UK

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LAMBB Presents: 50 Shades of Melanin a riveting documentary that focuses on colourism within the UK.

The Google definition of colourism is “prejudice or discrimination against individuals with a dark skin tone, typically among people of the same ethnic or racial group.” Whilst this does quite literally define the term, it doesn’t put a face to the fact. Something as personal as colourism cannot be discussed in factual terms, instead people should be allowed a safe space to offload all emotion and experiences. LAMBB sought to create that space for the likes of 30 Black British people, all with a story and a voice.

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In the documentary the young men and women discuss their own experiences with colourism, by delving into matters such as the wedge between the Black British community and Light Skinned Privellge. The participants even go onto discuss colonialism and the impact of slavery, hinting that the millennials aren’t as hopeless as you may think. During the Q&A Session at the screening of the documentary, we were asked about the end goal. At first I was a bit stumped on the question, but when a girl hugged me and said how beautiful she now felt, I knew that the end goal of 50 Shades of Melanin is to provide healing. 

-Naomi for LAMBB

 

 

“MERMAIDS CAN’T BE DARK SKINNED”

I was vacationing with my family in my home country (Jamaica) and we were at the beach. My two cousins (both younger than I am and both way lighter in complexion than me) were playing in the sand. My cousin, who was around 8, said “Let’s play mermaids!” I got so excited and of course responded with much anticipation and joy.

My cousin then turned to me and told me that I couldn’t play. I was so confused and asked her “why?” Her response was “mermaids aren’t dark skinned.” I was so hurt. I think out of all of the times in my life that I had been left out or overlooked because of my dark skin that this was the first time that it had actually hit me like a ton a bricks. I NEVER expected to hear that. Now, this wasn’t my first time experiencing colourism but I felt like I had just been shot. I began to cry… I really didn’t know what to say. I didn’t want them to see me crying. It just hurt me so bad that my brain couldn’t even form a proper response. So I got out of the water and sat in the sand.

The crazy part is I’m 20 years old now and I have never told anyone, not even my cousins, just how much that ignorant comment affected me and my self-image. Isn’t it crazy how one small sentence or experience can just instantly destroy the view you have of yourself. Luckily, today I have never felt more beautiful in my skin. I’ve never been prouder of being dark. I feel radiant. I don’t care what anyone says. I can be a mermaid. I can be free. I am beautiful.

To all the women of colour being made to feel like there is no place for you amongst the sea of mermaids, there is a place for you here. Black mermaids do exist and we are so BEAUTIFUL.

 

– NubianFlowergod