Beautiful But Unlucky Poem by Ben Akinpelumi

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He was the janitor's son,
and she was the girl
from the suburb life,
ballet every morning,
the young black boy would
watch her float with the
wind as she danced,
she was the white flower
not to be plucked by ashy
palms,
she was the white girl,
ignorant of what the world
looked like,
minding her privilege
and him minding his poverty,
while she practiced ballet
at night in her room,
the young black boy was
making extra cash by
moving the broom in
a night club...
Dust settles,
time folds,
loneliness, witness
the blues, and watch the
rocks roll,
life opens a door,
lost in loops of reality,
the young white flower
meets this black indigo
boy at college, but now
different from before,
he has picked himself up
from the ashes his father
swept,
the girl is now blonde
with ocean eyes,
the sunrise and the sunset
meet,
the abominable feeling
becomes alive,
they zing and did the
dating things,
Othello meets his
Desdemona,
Desdemona meets her
gleaming sunset,
an indigo walking the face
of a barren racial land,
the world is a giant
Ouroboros sphere; yin and yang,
black communes with black
and white with white,
but they twist the laws,
on one side the parents
shout,
the white parents shout
out at her, you cannot
love what God has not
loved, you cannot love what
has no soul,
the black boy's father
simply smiles as a memory
in an old picture,
he passed away five years
ago from cancer and the
lack of treatments,
couldn't afford the system's
privilege.
The world is crumbling,
the white parents call
the uncles and aunts to
come and talk to their
child, they call her the
spoilt child who searches
for paradise in the forbidden
fruit.
Lost in the folded silent
night, the girl cries out
and asks the dark silent
night 'why', why can't I
fall in love with another
human with a different
skin canvas.
She wakes up,
opens the windows,
runs away into the
blinding night,
goes to the boys dome,
and looks for her Othello,
finds him and weeps in
his arms,
she has never been in anyone's
arms,
not attached to anything
so far, she says the world
is too fake to embrace,
she's willing for them to
die together like Romeo
and Juliet,
into the grave she wants
to go,
into the unknown she's diving head first.
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The white girl's parents
find that she's not in her
room, they call the police
and claim that the black
boy has abducted their
beautiful white child,
the whole police force
surrounds the college
accommodation,
helicopter and floating leaves,
lights flashing and the
black boy knows he's dead
already,
last kiss from the loved one,
the boy tries to say
goodbye, but the girl wants
to join him too,
she says I'll die for you
too,
he whispers sweet little
everythings in her right
ear and she smiles
in their tragedy,
they hold hands,
the police announce that
the black boy is surrounded,
recited their sermons
of arrest and tell him to
walk out with his hands
above his head,
tears run down,
surely God should exist,
for darkness is too much
in this world lately,
the boy stands by the door
pushes the girl back into
the passage and he says,
'you didn't sign up for this',
he runs straight into
the tragedy,
the police welcome him with
flying bullets and teargas,
live guns,
whole white community
cheers as if that was
a beautiful scenery,
the boy filled with bullets
in his torso falls down,
his life fades,
he's just a memory,
a janitor's son gone rogue,
the girl screams from
the passage,
it echoes to the heavens,
ravens fly away from
the roof, as if the devil
was watching this...
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The girl stands up,
walking down the isle
of the passage alone,
numb and empty,
the police run to her,
with a blanket,
ask her if she's alright,
but she's numb,
'did he hurt you', they ask,
she does not reply,
she just wants to go,
she sees the police
officer's gun showing by
his waist,
she snatches it,
safety off, then pulls the
trigger into her mouth,
bang bang...that's all
she wrote...
two tragedies in one
night,
she lies lifeless next
to her Othello's open palm,
her parents scream,
the sunrise and sunset
have collided,
both become memories...
they're together in paradise,
and yet the earthly system
continues,
newspapers with false
headlines,
'black hooligan kills white
girl, then commits suicide',
well love heals every
wound,
hold onto your love! ! !