Wednesday, April 24, 2024

Sour Taste, by Joshua Hairston

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I siphoned out Africa’s pidgin, from the Englishman’s jargon and was regarded as equal –
I Mastered The Tongue Of The People Who Mastered My People –
speeding passed, exceeding the mass of practicing “legals” –
slowed by circumspection –
my soul’s recollection –
the coldest dereliction –
the outcasted evil –
Hhm! I Mastered The Tongue Of The People Who Mastered My People –
Held to a lower standard –
excelled, an advantage –
Steps with Christ, a disciple like Peter –
Accepted advice, though in light their leader –
I Mastered The Tongue Of The People Who Mastered My People –
I deciphered their preachings, their teachings –
and displayed righteous believings’ –
I Mastered The Tongue Of The People Who Mastered My People –
Reasoning –
I ask, “Is the price of forgetting history, worth “The Life” I’m leasing?” –
Citizenship without representation, is a rite without meaning –
twice repeating, The Heist of Heathens –
3/4ths a man, a quarter slice of demon –
Possession without ownership, is Life without Freedom –
(Hey!) But I mastered the tongue of the people who mastered my people –

Written By, Yush’a Ahmed, B.K.A.

Joshua Hairston
DOC #1411138

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