"Poets are all those who have the courage to exercise their imagination and their empathy to create alternative worlds that provide vantage points from which we can critique, indite, change and transform the world in which we live." - Dr. Cornel West
Sunday, June 19, 2011
The Request
Help me not to see your face black man
evil, cruel, creature
help me
Not to hear you
beating her brown skin red,
turning her pink tongue blue
help me
white man
to know the good in you,
its gone now...
lost inside of her after you left
what was once green, now
un-nutured and growing
like a gangrene parasite
festering over questions
tumor over generations, spreading...
help me not to see you
your scarlet words are not love
your "golden" crack won't heal
they only poison her innocent mind
you don't take her pain away...
your "gifts" takes her family away!
you, yellow man
it is you,
a silent disease...
growing and
smothering her womanhood,
like a heart attack,
a stroke,
a cancer of the mind
quitely (emotionally),
unevenly,
spreading...
will somebody please,
rise up,
help her?
Copyright. 2010. Moji. S
evil, cruel, creature
help me
Not to hear you
beating her brown skin red,
turning her pink tongue blue
help me
white man
to know the good in you,
its gone now...
lost inside of her after you left
what was once green, now
un-nutured and growing
like a gangrene parasite
festering over questions
tumor over generations, spreading...
help me not to see you
your scarlet words are not love
your "golden" crack won't heal
they only poison her innocent mind
you don't take her pain away...
your "gifts" takes her family away!
you, yellow man
it is you,
a silent disease...
growing and
smothering her womanhood,
like a heart attack,
a stroke,
a cancer of the mind
quitely (emotionally),
unevenly,
spreading...
will somebody please,
rise up,
help her?
Copyright. 2010. Moji. S
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