I'm sorry, he just didn't see you.
You black women and white men
were out at work when
the light bard danced around us,
and drew our hearts gently
to the wonders of beautiful opposites.
Now your room is rented
to compliments, and
the coming children of
the most beautiful people.
There aren't songs enough for everyone -
for hard-working women and savvy gentlemen,
for lady-ballers and horses' riders,
but please be consoled:
Please understand he didn't mean it,
you weren't there to compete,
it was just time and place seeming wrong;
you were just ignored.
22 June 2008
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"there aren't songs enough for everyone"
love it
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