Nigger

I am the nigger.

Singer of songs,

Dancer…

Softer than fluff of cotton…

Harder than dark earth

Roads beaten in the sun

By the bare feet of slaves…

Foam of teeth… breaking crash of laughter…

Red love of the blood of woman,

White love of the tumbling pickaninnies…

Lazy love of the banjo thrum…

Sweated and driven for the harvest-wage,

Loud laughter with hands like hams,

Fists toughened on the handles,

Smiling the slumber dreams of old jungles,

Crazy as the sun and dew and dripping, heaving life

     of the jungle,

Brooding and muttering with memories of shackles:

               I am the nigger.

               Look at me.

               I am the nigger.

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