black like the
souls of black
folk when kaepernick
kneeled, like the
ancestry in his
veins planted on
the field, like
ali in his
prime he’s a
baad man, and
at times i
feel, choked by
the red the
white the blue,
pardon me as
i, garner america,
i guess we
just too black
for truth, equality
on the tip
of his tongue,
the savory of
racism, fourth and
long.
-e.