Black & Proud...

in Writing & Reviews4 months ago


Image by Leroy Skalstad from Pixabay

I watched him spit at a steady rate,
Chewing at his stick, his head held straight..
He was sat on a stool, right in front of his land,
Typical, of a pure bred African man...

He had on just a garment, coloured red,
Answering greetings, without turning his head..
And while above, the clouds gathered in earnest,
I watched him chew, with unbothered patience...

I knew he had come a very long mile,
His features had the clear effects of time..
His face, a picture of contorted rage,
Doubtlessly caused, by the facets of old age...

But then he had no fear for the coming clouds,
For he was black, and I knew he was proud...


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