Dear Black Boys – I see myself in your faces

I speak for those
Black Boys
bemirsched
and
convinced
of a dearth
of their
worth.

You ain’t that.

I’ve seen that episode.

Flashback.


Years ago I promised
she would eat
those words.

Teacher to me:

“You a newspaper writer?
You little Black Boys are nothing…
but hoodlums in training… at best.”

This was/is my facial expression
when my spirit
begins to
record.

Me as a Black Boy

I learned to
weaponize
words.

Becoming the writer she said I’d never be.

What you say
will be used
against
you.

Don’t start
a fight
with
a writer
it’ll light
a fire.


Shun P. in the present… fully weaponized and wielding words.

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