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To express my disgust for everything in this casting call, I decided to find my inner Love Jones and come to you with this post in spoken word. So turn down the lights, light a cigarette, and snap as I approach the stage and give you
2014, but it might as well be 1943
Too dark to be "the hottest of the hot"
But just right to be a rag, wearing mammy
I can be cast to be the loud mouth baby mama or
The girl twisting her neck at the corner store
Shaking my hand as I talk
Oooooo, maybe I get the part as Dr. Dre's Compton whore
Hair not long enough for Category A
Skin not medium enough for Category C
Dark skin, short hair, chubby stature
Just right for Category D
Why can't I be the love interest?
Why can't I be the woman that Ice Cube strives for?
Why is that light is right,
But dark gets ignored?
I thought this dispute was over
This way of thinking was in the past
But I'm still having to defend my dark shade
All my childhood insecurities coming back fast
My mom repeatedly having to tell me I'm beautiful
Giving myself pep talks before I left for school
Being intimidated to wear vibrant colors
And only clear lip gloss was the rule
But the pep talks are few
I wear every color on the spectrum
I embrace my dark skin
Rather than view it as an incurable infection
Casting call agent
I have some words for you
The next time you mention my shade
This is what you should do
Pair it with strength, perseverance,
Vulnerable, charming, and beauty,
Funny, smart, sarcastic,
And maybe a little snooty
Casting call agent,
Listen to my plea,
Do not shame my black women and black girls
With Category D
*Snap, Snap Hope you enjoyed the flow of my words. What did you think about the casting call?
Update: The casting agency and N.W.A has made a public apology for the ignant casting call.