The Dark Side of White Privilege

Dad born into white hot poverty eldest son of an adulterous drunk abandoned man of the house at five white privilege. His step father , also a booze bunny and bigot to boot... to escape he went to vocational school like all poor boys did back in the day white privilege.... married to young a couple of sons... was promised a job out west,by of all people, the adulterous drunk... 3000 dreamy miles later two small boys swirling in the prospectors' pan but all the gold had vanished by then white privilege. He managed to make ends almost meet shovel for hands , soul of concrete white privilege We survived in a one bedroom, converted chicken coop, he the king of the desperate clutch at twenty two supported all without complaint including deadbeat uncle frank white privilege. Divorced lost custody of his doves staggered back home into the embrace of the drunken bigot white privilege Forty years he wore the burning wreath of back breaking gigs on gravel dreams 2 forward 2 back for crumbs gilded as food His X dies reunited with his boys-his life white privilege a swing shift job full of benzene hula hoop rings brought a whiff of stability willing us away from the decay of poverty after four decades,earned the right to hang up the shovel and pan, the concrete settling into the joints of his turtle hands white privilege to be greeted by prostrate cancer courtesy of Mr Benzene ring but he battled back white privilege open heart surgery he battled back once again white privilege buried his mom and clusters of other loves white privilege lived and died with all of our follies white privilege 78 years on a battlefield of concrete and blistered dreams white privilege I'm privileged to have known such a man white privilege