No No No No

No the two-legg'd beasts that walk like men play stink finger in their crusty asses while crackling babies in napalm coats stretch mouths to receive burning tears on splitting tongues JUST GIVE ME A COOL DRINK OF WATER ‘FORE I DIIIE No the gap-legg'd whore of the eastern shore enticing Europe to COME in her and turns her pigeon-shit back to me to me who stoked the coal that drove the ships which brought her over the sinuous cemetery of my many brothers No the cocktailed afternoons of what can I do. In my white layered pink world I've let your men cram my mouth with their black throbbing hate and I swallowed after I've let your mammies steal from my kitchens (I was always half-amused) I've chuckled the chins of your topsy-haired pickaninnies. What more can I do? I'll never be black like you. (HALLELUJAH) No the red-shoed priests riding palanquined in barefoot children country the plastered saints gazing down beneficently on kneeling mothers picking undigested beans from yesterday's shit. I have waited toes curled, hat rolled heart and genitals in hand on the back porches of forever in the kitchens and fields of rejections on the cold marble steps of America's White Out-House in the drop seats of buses and the open flies of war No more the dream that you will cease haunting me down in fetid swamps of fear and will turn to embrace your own humanity which I AM No more the hope that the razored insults which mercury-slide over your tongue will be forgotten and you will learn the words of love Mother Brother Father Sister Lover Friend My hopes dying slowly rose petals falling beneath an autumn red moon will not adorn your unmarked graves My dreams lying quietly a dark pool under the trees will not carry your name to a forgetful shore And what a pity What a pity that pity has folded in upon itself an old man's mouth whose teeth are gone and I have no pity.