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WEREN’T THEY?
-by Neo Blaqness

I awake to see
my blackened face
in the mirror
and ask myself
what shall we wear today
a touch of white
or perhaps half tone
or would it be impolite
to be black to the bone
and chance
losing my life
simply walking home
because I walked
too close
to a white man’s lawn
even with
my suit on
I must still
be in bed
dreaming
because those days
were long gone
before I was born
Weren’t they?

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