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Brother Gaus
Brother Gaus Gaus is a Rainbow man Only that he’s not curved. He’s just a miscellany That makes him striking. Gaus has a funny knack Of repairing any gadget Can do so with anything Except repairing himself. He can service the lot Except his own wife. With identity so fluid He lives by convenience; He’s black to a black man White to a white person. He’s a fast talker, Gaus, Using a funny diction.... Take it with a pinch of salt; He lives by expediency He’s curved as his colour! A mixture of colours- A chameleon in the bush, He takes colour of bush In which he deeply hides And never the lash bush The colour of his hide! He’s always out of colour Unless abound colour nearby This makes him fluid, Expeditious and impulsive. Gaus believes in a god; A god not too black Nor a god who is white But god who is coloured! At least his is not racist Though not coloured God Or one of expedience Or God who is fluid Or one who repairs all Except mending Himself, Or who is a fast talker Getting followers nowhere Good to regard or take With a pinch of salt... But then Brother Gaus is! Talks of the war time Fighting on the wrong side... It gave him sense of sate Choosing who paid most. Maybe his side was right. He was on the cross roads; Colour crisis that mislead Both and was hated by both! He was also ostracised But hung onto the diction. His wife is sable black Memories of ancestors; All are as white as snow. He is left-handed and fast When kindled a slugfest He embodied barbarism Of one side and tactic From the other camp. He demands white’s meal... When he fails at school “Native ancestors are ok!” Lazy: Whites are thinkers, “I need no manual work...” Greed: “I need much meat, “Ancestors were hunters!” That’s why a tortoise Has a shell that is cracked; The tactic of retracting After attracting hatred Draws a lot of resentment. Both cannot trust Gaus! He’s like a mouse and bird Both merged together To create a power mule Of a funny countenance. Would he run with Hare And hunt with Hound...? Gaus will run with both And be chased by both.. And, none will be pleased! JM 03rd Nov’ 2013
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