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Mirrors, Reflections and Representations By Damini Awoyiga




Our melaninated, brown skin

Elevating defiantly despite the odds

Despite the attempts to block and segregate spaces

We thrive

We survive in spaces that don't reflect us

We continue to defy

the flawed portrayal of our communities in society

We reject subliminal messages that say we don't belong

Changing the course history by writing ourselves in


We challenge all these narratives

and yet we still feel uneasy

In spaces

Where we are the only

Some have the privilege

Of not having to look around the room reflexively

And knowing that there are less than two

that looks like you

Images of black people on the covers of Magazines

Making eyes glitter like marbles

When instead it should just be normal

A Standard Sight, Ordinary and Beautiful.

To acknowledge and think of privilege

Is to be aware and thoughtful

Of what you take for granted and others can't

We live in a country we like to call a mosaic.

Yet we are all fighting to remember

the patterns and parts that indicate us

Truly at times, we feel unseen.

It is like the spotlight shines bright

but we still manage to be the shadows in between.

We fight to break down archaic spaces

where representation is not yet present

Where public servants make decisions

That doesn't reflect (all) the people they serve

For too long, our presence has been confined

Between these lines

And yet beyond

Our hidden footprints are left behind.

In different realms

depicting our stories,

We run the risk of believing a single story,

Not only would they be untrue

but also incomplete

There must be attention to

the way inclusivity and diversity are thought through

So we are no longer just bodies filing spaces for

Community consultations

but rather factored into equations,

With introspections taken into consideration

The call for representation grows stronger each day,

We yearn to depict our stories,

For our narrations must reshape the world.

In uncharted waters, our presence is sown.


Our melaninated, brown skin

Elevating defiantly despite the odds

Despite the attempts to block and segregate spaces

We thrive

We survive in spaces that don't reflect us

We continue to defy

the flawed portrayal of our communities in society

We reject subliminal messages that say we don't belong

Changing the course history by writing ourselves in


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