I
Wipe the steam from my
Magic Mirror
And I
Take a step back,
Wondering how many times
I
Have had to lie
To my family
To my friends
To myself
And yes -
Even to you
About how
I
Got this black eye
And I
Wonder why
My
Black King
Doesn't protect me
And I
Look up at your
Black fist
And I
Cover my face as it
Comes down
- Enraged-
And I
Wonder how
A thing that represents
Such Power
Such Struggle
Such freedom
Such
Righteous
Black
Rage
Could be aimed at its
Sister
Its
Lover
Its
Beautiful Black Queen
And I
Have to lean
To the side as
I
Take another blow
And accept the fact
That I
Will never know
The plight
Of a Strong Black Male
And I
Will never know
The Burden
Of a Strike Three Fail
And
I
Will probably
Never see my dreams
Set sail
If I -
Stay with you
And continue to take this
Abuse from you
My
Righteous
Black
YOU ARE READING
Speak Love
PuisiIn honor of World Poetry Day: A collection of spoken word performance pieces by me, Black Rain! Copyright @2010