BrotherTaj Poetry

This is what happens when I let the blood from my cut-open knuckles become an inkwell...Enjoy and feedback me, if you will... (all poems copyrighted)

Friday, April 20, 2018

The Lesson

The Lesson


One day we'll laugh at this

But
Can you imagine
The abject horror the white folks felt
When they heard the Negro say
The most terrifying and dreadful thing: 

"By Jesus, we gon' send our kid to a good school...."






Posted by Brother Taj at 12:55 PM
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