I was born in a sea of pitch and tar

your ivory scars marred my back

revealing me to be, like you

beyond the skin deep differences.

But your mind was unchanged

my booming deep voice, prominent brow

and flat wide nose

offended your sensibilites, in some way.

You held us all responsible

for nameless infinite iniquities

then one day set us "free"

into slums and projects

declaring our lack of success as

laziness.

You fail to see your own boot upon my neck

causing my throat to collapse in

cells and blocks and street corners

beneath bullets and batons.

You will ignore us

till we dare not stand at attention

before playing packed stadiums

where you call me an ape

and tell me to stand

and envision that whip still gripped in your hand.