Poet's Corner: "Political Ball"

I stopped drinking tea
Because all I see
Is a bunch of racist fools
Throwing slurs and threats,
Shouting death
To the black president.
But all that's cool when
White mouths sin;
But don't let black men
Echo the voice of Malcolm:
We have the right to defend
Ourselves, by any means
Necessary. That includes
Financial means,
Because money makes the
World spin,
Like a top, and it won't stop
Just because a homeless man
Can't eat, or a single mother
Thinks she gots to flip tricks
In order to pay the rent
And grocery bill.
I demand my taxes be spent
On programs in my community,
And I don't mean the penitentiary.
I don't want a fat cat
Sitting on City Hall
Or Capitol Hill using my
Hard earning money to ball.
Wearing the best clothes,
Driving the fastest cars,
While their constituents
Suffer living a life too hard.

By A. Jarrell Hayes

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