One Leg Boy
Standing on one leg
With spit running down my face
My fist balled up with anger and shame
They did not care to much for my emotions.
Although, a little white girl smiled at me
From a window in a saloon.
She was the daughter to the Sheriff of our town
Beautiful young but white. I ugly young and black
We just don't mix boy, is what the town screamed in my face
Throwing rocks and pouring buckets of horse piss on my head
I would ask questions in my head whispering Why not?
Is love colorful? or colored one color?
As my leg grew tired so did my wanting to live
I started to cry and the town started to laugh
They whispered in my ear. Feeling lonely boy?
I couldn't speak the hot sun dried out my body
Then I finally fell to both blacken knee's
Then she came. The beautiful young white girl.
She said little words
But her crying eyes watered my dry body
I stood back up on my one leg
And my chain up hands reaching to hold her
Whip and whip is what I felt next
The sting of the whip from her father
The towns sheriff.
Whip and whip and whip
She was taken away and told
To not leave her room again
But she could watch the boy
Die alone for wanting to love her
She cried harder as they whipped me more.
I've been standing on this wooden block
For 10 hours and the sun hasn't let up
Nor did the town. The rope like hoop
Was thrown at my feet. And a voice spoke
Time to meet the devil boy. I closed my eyes
I begin to dream standing on my one leg.
I dreamed of her
How we would kiss behind thick trees
How we would hold hands when the town was sleeping
And how she would kiss my one leg giving it a blessing
She adored me lack of my leg and skin tone
As the rope caress my neck. I kept my eyes closed
The crowed of the town chanted die boy
One leg monster. Black and white don't mix.
I kept my eyes closed and begin to do something
I never done. I prayed to her
I said in prayer to her. My white angel
I will always be with you.
Cry for me only today
And bottle memories forever
This world isn't for me
But the next world will be for us both
I wait for you standing this time on
both legs.
I love you.
Copyright © Patrick Collier | Year Posted 2019
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