Stud

Written by: L'nass Shango

They have a discriminating way
In name things
No, not the peg in the shoe
I mean the post at the door
What did it say
Is this all the apology we get from history
Love like a prism
Breaking the race in rainbow colors?
My sister carried more of you
Than you carried of me
What has become of all our children?
And what did you lie to save
For there is no salvation in a lie
Though it made a boundary of respectability around you
And hid you in darkness
From the eyes
That did not see you jaded, tired
Wanting something more exciting
Something with more meaning
Than a blanket od security.
In the end, however,
You were my main accuser.
Security meant more to you
Than a nigger who understood.