My Son Speaks

My son speaks of this unbraided truth,whole lies,half lies, little white lies or untainted truths.With welding fury on his face disgusted,anguish in his eyes the flood gates of his tears ready to burst open wide. My son speaks of the unbraided truth.My son speaks mother the world which you have provided for me,thank-you.The lifestyle you have given me thank-you.The one that society has forced upon me is not the life style that I have chosen or have elected,you see mother the unbraided truth the two worlds are far apart in fact they are distant,not even parallel. I speak of the unbraided truth you did the best you could raising a black male child,but the unbraided truth your son is now a strong man,a black man,the unbraided truth a black man