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All Men Are Created Equal.

19 Aug

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I was born in the back of a bus, my mother was on her way to work, to clean toilets and mop floors. My father collected trash. Honest work.

The books I was taught from were third hand with pages missing.

My mother learned from no books.

My father couldn’t read or write.

The streets were my university and the penitentiary was my graduate school.

For some lucky ones the morgue was graduation.

My mother was sticky sweet around white people and bitter nasty around me. We loved each other.

My father’s questions came after his bottle was empty and he kept the answers in his balled up fist.

Anger is my second nature, my gun is my first.

I love hate and love don’t love nobody.

My mother died on her knees cleaning toilets and mopping floors.

OH!! and praying to the white man on the cross.

My father lost his mind….all over the back of a police cruiser.

I have blood, sweat and tears in this land, it is mine. I am an American were All Men Are Created Equal.

this is the interview that got me to thinking about writing this piece. http://billmoyers.com/episode/encore-confronting-the-contradictions-of-america%E2%80%99s-past/

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CAN I BE THE MAN **the question**

27 Jun

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I WANT FOR NOTHING MORE THAN TO HAVE YOU WITH ARMS OUT STRETCHED I WELCOME YOU WILL YOU HAVE ME

I WON’T PRETEND THAT I AM EVERYTHING YOU’LL NEED BUT I WILL TRY EVERYDAY TO BE ALL I AM

MY SHOULDERS MAY NOT BE WIDE ENOUGH TO CARRY ALL THE BURDENS YOU HAVE BUT THEY ARE STRONG ENOUGH FOR YOU TO LEAN ON

CAN I BE YOUR BEACON WHEN SEAS GET ROUGH MY LIGHT IS UNIQUE MY LIGHT IS SAFE MY LIGHT IS WARM IT CAN GUIDE YOU LET IT SHOW YOU

I WILL GET TIRED AT TIMES BUT NEVER TO TIRED TO STOP HOLDING YOU AND LOVING YOU AND BRINGING JOY WILL YOU LET ME BRING YOU JOY

I CAN’T STOP TEARS BUT I CAN DRY THEM AND DELIVER COMFORT

WHEN YOU GET TRAVEL WARY I CAN BE SOLID GROUND UNDER FEET I CAN BE YOUR HOUSE YOU CAN REST HERE

CAN I BE THE MAN

I WOULD WALK TO THE MOON IF IT MEANT YOU WOULD BE SATISFIED THEN TURN AROUND AND WALK BACK TO KEEP YOU THAT WAY

I’M NOT SHINY BUT I AM A ROCK A STABLE PLACE A PILLAR A POST

WOULD YOU LET ME TRY

ALL THAT I AM TRYING TO CONVEY TO YOU RIGHT HERE IS I AM BUT ME NOT COMPLETE BUT FINISHED AND I WANT YOU