Surviving the Guilt of Innocence While Black | by Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

...a Black man / who finds himself in the white man’s world / must first be guilty before he can be innocent...

...a Black man / who finds himself in the white man’s world / must first be guilty before he can be innocent...

I gather my life in multiples / Of every numbered day / The answers are scattered / In logs and logs and logs

In the footing that you lack / We humans who take our share / Will bid the wolves attack

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Then a memory becomes
a small sun
you can hold in your palm.

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