Back to
my roots.
“welcome home brother”
they said,
after the
lies,
that never went
unsaid;
after the baboon laughed
and the leopard coughed
and the monkeys peed
up on a tree.
under that huge
black sky.
who was I,
but one
more
black guy
come home?
But now.
now I know.
and beware all,
where
I go.
because I have seen my home
and no longer do I see
what you tried make me.
I remember
who
I
am.
frightened yet?
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