Brown Man

I’m brown, as the useless fungi Creeping out of a log, that Has been there, like a boulder In the middle of the prairie, So are the sepia prints that are Closest to our color, that too brown; Filthy, dirty, squalid, brown. The descendants of the industrious Indian from Bihar, or the Ugandan Man who…

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Forever Brown

I look in at the beauty of many poems That wail human emotions Knowing I can climb the sacred mount. It is not the distance between heartbreak And despair that cries louder, only what lies between discrimination And struggle. A brown man with sooty eyes And a jaded heart, lurks in every good man’s conscience,…

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Brown Man On Court

I don’t have Chamberlains’s libido Black books or scores of points, even conquests I don’t have Air-Jordans on my feet Although I do wear size 48 shoes I am no Shaq, the towering giant Who dunks with a simple jump and an outstretched wrist Nor am I a Gasol brother or a nimble Nash Showing…

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