Poem For a Lost Brotherman

POEM FOR A LOST BROTHERMAN Yo brother man There is something You need to understand. Mama said to me They drowned her pappy’s pa Who actually jumped overboard To be free; Said papa was found hanging From a China berry tree For being uppidy; She said pop was shot in the back For being a strong proud Militant black’. Now just look at you; Sitting sniffing shooting stuff Like you don’t know what else to do; Convinced that life is just too "tuff" for us. Com’on brother, throw away that blanket of Linus! Or do you still prefer to be less than zero? Registering on a scale of one to ten, nought minus: The branded number given to the long lost lethargic *****.