Rage Against the Machine Day 24 by Dr Noreen Nguru

The Skin I’m In

by Dr Noreen Nguru of #DrReenAbroad


The Skin I’m in.
Yes ma’am, I’ve got that Melanin
that means my cells swim
in a pool of iridescent pigment that colours me, Brown.

Ochre, tan, caramel, mahogany, high-yellow, black-blue ink.
I am the earth and I am the single drop of a coffee bean in palest milk.

I cannot begin to describe
the feelings stirred to the surface
when some question the purpose
Of the Skin I’m in.

My Skin has Functionality.

My Skin is Multi-Dimensional.

My Skin is Beauty.

My Skin is Power.

Take heed those who proceed to mock
and degrade and belitte. Take stock
of the Cradle of Mankind
In Africa’s plains.
I am the First of our Kind.

Scars and bruises,
Hard knocks and life’s bruises
They all hide in the warm tones of my limbs. The warming sun is filtered and my skin pulses… unaltered
by UV rays.

It’s in my DNA.

So yes ma’am, I embrace my Melanin.
I jump and dance with unbridled joy of all that is out and is within.
Because I LOVE the Skin I’m in.


© Dr Noreen Nguru


Dr Noreen Nguru

A wise sojourner once said: ‘Travel. It’s the only thing that you can buy that make you richer’.

A socially conscious 20-something year old Doctor living and working in and around London, #DrReenAbroad caught the travelling bug at a young age. With parents working an international lawyer and high-flying diplomat, she grew accustomed to up-rooting homes and traversing the globe at the drop of a hat.

It was during this impressionable time that she learned the true richness of being a global citizen. With a passport decorated with an array of foreign visas, the ‘travelling with no borders’ ideology, cultivated in youth, has carried through into her current career and lifestyle.


Contributed to Rage Against the Machine Month.  If you’d like to be a part of the challenge, find more information Here.   But first, leave a comment and let Noreen know what you think about her words, and be sure to visit her over at #DrReenAbroad when you’re done.


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About the author

I am a King without a Kingdom, in a world with many masters, wrapped in the spoils of a jealous heart, and my people’s callous laughter.


  1. I love your warm description of that drop of coffee bean in palest milk. What a beautiful description. I can never understand how or why humans ever thought there was any superiority in white skin – I am uncomfortable in mine, the skin of the oppressor all over the world. As a global citizen, you have learned much about human nature. I will never understand why humans dont see each others’ samenesses, so much stronger than any perceived differences. We are a slow species to awaken. Too slow, I suspect. I loved your wonderful and powerful poem. You shine brightly! Yay! And you are beautiful.

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