Where is the Leadership? Watching Track and Field

dancing

I am a citizen

of this earth

recognized

by law

as a subject

a national

of this soil.

I belong

to the same

state

commonwealth

nation

world

as do you.

I remember

when Ma said

to Tommy,

“I don’t want no mean son.

Did they hurt you

and make you mean mad?”

I never was

mean mad.

I loved

to dance

I am

I was

I no longer am.

*****          *****          *****

This poem is in remembrance of Dwayne and Oshane, and all the others who came before them.

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