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A MOTHER'S SORROW
Mother of all Mothers, I know the pain remains from having your ripened fruit
plucked from your womb. I know your misery is the result of depression,
not a curse of overwhelming doom.
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FROM THE DEPTHS
Excuse me if I get too deep, but
sometimes I feel myself slipping.
Like a single drop that remains after
the rain trying to hold its position
yet still streaming off a leaf.
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NEVER LET THEM KNOW
When white folks pry, I lie immediately. The reaction is not accidental or knee-jerk,
but conscious and conversant
with how much the truth hurts.
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BLACK MAN
I have no doubts about my gender, so I hope you understand what is meant by the question: How will I know when I'm a man?
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