Eric
56 Years Old, Male
Location: Minneapolis, MN, United States
About Eric
Location: Minneapolis, MN, United States
And a Black Life
Duet Psalmg
1
Being Humane and Human
Should be all the same,
Can be What truly keep us.
But oh how we lament could've
And
Should've of things we
Didn't accomplish now,
Passively passing in the wind...
Why self-inflicted hurt?
For just cause we know night
Will rise stubbornly,
But so will the meek.
For if not the concerns for them
Who will comfort the meek.
For if not the concerns for them
Who will comfort the lonely
Sheep.
Who weep.
Daily on my Bum knee is why I smile
Heartedly!
How do I get across to thee,
For I did value the great poets once before
My mind was fertile and working.
To you my lovely distance islander off a very specific coast:
Where you accepted me fat and round
Infirmed of mind?
And
To you my lovely nieghbor like me:
Those within ear shot hear my plea deal:
What it means to be Black?
Compromised in my new found homeland
Feeling very insecure:
Firstly, thirstly in want of answers:
Some within my culture,
Like African American May
Resonate differently.
Not like to our uniform cookie cuter neighbor
Who feign indifference.
But to himself:
For one ring true: A Patriot.
The other guy:
Two moods of Miles:
Trumpet Blows Blue!
And
Filled in his application online as: Other?
Shamefully sometimes
I want to crawl out of this Rich layer of
Brown.
Just North darker than paper bag?
The shade that wears me down
I wear everywhere?
Not to lighten with cream envious of your culture?
To look like Mike?
Though collectively treasure to be liked?
Rather:
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IInternalizing harp- liked vibrating songs...
That soothes:
Ain't it funny?
Or some say folly?
When I realized:
That the things that mattered when:
Just a boy?
Just a girl?
Finally reality set like our
Shared sun?
Now we matured?
Irregardless of aged?
For how long too long in the know:
Nothing like an old fool. And men.
In knowing this:
Now we dream like once upon a time.
Before.
Now since I grew up?
Desiring such lame things
Such as:
Greener pastures and rain for pastel sun baked flowers.
Not only I desire to run like Our children,
To your
Magical Chocolate Hills:
Where your sensible families
Resides amongst its 7000
I amongst --- Phone Number Removed --- Lakes.
Like also in the know: They-
God-willed for Sunshine and Rain:
In want of simply daily rice.
Like others of your Tribe
Like mines who look like me?;
Of old country-
Desires:
Without judgement and a bit naivete...
For quite and simplicity.
Didn't see me blindfolded
As my fellow homeland gated community,
As invisible and slow footed slow minded.
You V for vibrancy of true nicities,
You felt me...radiant!?!
And stayed lovingly because you said:
Inspite of me being an undesirable:
I have a good heart?
Rather:
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To be continued. ..by me
Eric w