I wish I can say ‘to hell’ but the religious spirit in me reminds me to rather say ‘to heaven’.
I 'loved in blues' but I was subjected to their choices. Why did I ask?
So I can fit into the norms of life from their perspective; like HE will always say, we have a way we do it, with my blood rising, my tears running, frantically looking for an escape route. What way? What way did I ask? Is it the same way that deprived me of my dreams, the same way that made me think all I can do to make it in life is to be in the other room and learn to be a good wife material without allowing me to see life from another perspective? The way that sees no reason for me to be educated, the way that coerced me into losing my kinky hair then taunts me for the loss, the way that never supports me being who I want to be but be who my future buyer wants me to be, is this the way you want me to follow?
No, I rather follow the way of freedom, the way that sees me as a human and not an investment, the way that appreciates my skin colour, my shape, my kinky hair and won't criticize or coarse me into being who I don’t want to be,
That’s why I wish I can say ‘to hell with that other way but nah ‘to heavens’ with my way.
Medium: Acrylic on Canvas