James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Dramatic Verse

It's Hard To Love a Black Man--

 "It's hard to love a black man
For 400 to 500 years 
It's hard to love a black man
He's been imprison
By sometimes a bigoted Humanity 
It's hard to love a black man
Other brothers have inhibited
Oh ! what was me
What if God was black would you still be an atheist
What if your father were black would you be legitimate
What if your mother were black will you be worth it unworthy And in all would you heed the call 
Swallow your indifferences your ooh's your aha's
 In your eyes those  hurts to regret their jealousies you lose the negativities you choose open your eyes
 Why is it hard to love a black man
 And what is his worth
 Why! did God create him a species of dark and dirt
 His soul is spoil his heart glisson's
Yet his fellow brother and some other Shades no longer or have you ever listened
I am crying a one man I'm color
We are all brothers be it on Gray brown white tan or black I am First I Am a Son of God and I have deserve respect from my fellow man
NO one loves me cuz I'm black racism what if my skin was white  as a little 5 year old boy of color I'd never understood no one loves a black man" 

5/31/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr  2020

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 31, 2020 at 10:40 AM Powerful heartwrenching words. It has always defied logic to me, as white people flock to tanning salons to darken their skin and hair salons to curl their hair. I hope true change and true love will come through this, wars never end, only truth and reconciliation mend. xomo James Edward Lee Sr. May 31, 2020 at 11:27 AM Thanks! Pigeon, For you also your thought-provoking response... Hope you enjoyed the verse... my take on this poem it's not about our structure ethnicity or the coloring the format of our physical being. But a call to our true self. Our truest self human Essence is our Soul and Spirit are our true selfs not are skins be at black brown and white or red nuff said Write on! Thanks for stopping by James