Hangingtree

Were there but one white man
being sick behind that tree

or with a knife
to set them free

do not flinch
one inch
at our collective guilt

they used to sell postcards you know
after the show

Billie did sing
Langston did write

Lorenzotanyl drew

How can such great art make me sick

 


By KennyW

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