pause

saw two black men reach into their pocket

deep, like they were digging for the ratchet
in big black sweat pants,

pause

their thick violent moustachioed brows
and menacing big black veined hands
disappearing, then swelling and bulging

pause

coming on them was a sad white boy

pause

he was sure to get done– blackened with a toaster
he shifted from k swiss foot to penny leather loafer
he got what was coming, served in thrust

pause

change, niggardly dropped into his palm
white boy begging on his knees

pause

obama kept his promises
a change is going to come. pause

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