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A brown empty cup
is how I entered this world
hungry ignorance
unaware of those hating
my random brown existence

Those folks call this stage
alligator bait because
in their eyes, our worth
can only be measured by
how brown skin is devoured

Outgrowing this phase
takes courage, guile, grit, and luck
especially luck
how fortunate was I then
to be born from mom and dad?

And their good fortune
passed forward by their parents
themselves grand fortune
treasures from great grandparents
seeds cherished by ancestors

Shackled in bondage
four-hundred years they languished
with limited means
yet somehow navigating
plucking fate’s string through eras

Living history
is my fate now, no longer
alligator bait
I may not reach those who hate
but how lucky am I now

To be mindful of this gift?
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3 thoughts on “Untitled

  1. A blessing and a curse…

    “seeds cherished by ancestors

    Shackled in bondage
    four-hundred years they languished
    with limited means
    yet somehow navigating
    plucking fate’s string through eras

    Living history
    is my fate now, no longer
    alligator bait
    I may not reach those who hate
    but how lucky am I now

    To be mindful of this gift?”

    I love when you get reflective. This piece is a great representation of that, Barry.

    Liked by 1 person

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