Insult--

scornful,  abusive
you speak,  treat with disrespect 
giving cause offense

rude cause of my face
called me names, other than James
defame militate

it’s cause my skin brown
bad-mouth cast aspersions on
this went on and on 

nineteen seventy
disparage, jailed in small town
cause my step-brother

tried to steal rifle
from off a Gun store wall yes
I was innocent

was called everything
from  N**ER, yawh, boy nobody…
I sure was insulted 


all but child of God
prejudice and rage surfaced
never ask my name

below the Mason
Dixon Line in a small town 
I was just INSULTed


10/25/19
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Written for  NORTH OMAHA WRITING GROUP (NOW)
Wip writing assignment

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