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There he is again/searching... for me - the object of his disdain/ his bete noire Looking at him through the facets of my vision... - He is a hulking one of them The ones who seek to cut off my already truncated life Swish! a swift and practiced mano takes aim Lo Mein from last night's relvelry my launch to escape ....too evasive... Yet, my aggravation is apparent - if only to myself Agitated setae sit stilly upon a bottled back Nonetheless, I take this latest attack in stride....An insignificant setback in this current battle between he and I/between I and them Since this is a constant struggle/one that has probably been going on since the inception of time... I profoundly ponder past assualts from whilom ages Is this the Genocide that my brothers from another phylum speak of through the whisper mill? For, I am also Black, but very uncomely/I am Black, but the sun has not made me so... No!... I have attained my shape, size, and melanin through the evolutionary hand of creation Still, do I deserve to procreate, to be fruitful and multiply? Each day my numbers diminish and nobody questions why? Yet, every attempt to exterminate my existence is met with a well executed jete Since hardly anyone is successful the first time I then let the momentum carry me high and away/until I once again become a negroid speck on a drab canvas ....A canvas that only I can bring color to... ...F.O.T.W?... Fly On The Wall
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