All my life I didn’t think what colour defines me. Some people in the past asked me, are you Indian, are you Coloured, are you White, are you Black, and I answered, brown, but they weren’t satisfying so I gave them another answer, I am an earthman. Still, they not satisfied. And my last answer was, I am mixed. And they still asked which two races you came from. Oh, they wanted to know who my skin is, not who my name is. Oh, well, you support black matters, so do I, but think again, what about people like me? People, who are minors in their country what about them?
© Ismael Mansoor