Media pours into my eyes until logos are inscribed on the back of my mind like so many name brand t-shirts. My hands and my feet hurt. This poem aint black enough now and it never will be. blue eyed terrorist - baby killing, pregnant woman lynching, community burning, law abiding blue eyed terrorist. Retreating into suburbia from the places where fire burned blood into pavement - the places where flesh collected metal lashes - your terrorist actions can't be rhymed or reasoned through art. F U C K voting and eating together - your terror found regular towns people engaged in blood lust, killing us in broad daylight and waking up to brown carcasses the next morning w/ no conviction - government's permission - blue eyed terrorist slash Christian. This poem ain't black enough now and it never will be. This black ain't poetic enough now and it never will be. The average white band turns Klan w/ sheets and gun in hand when the headline ran off at the mouth - "Black men are raping virtous white women all across the south" so the southernmost regions are bleeding - cycles are repeating and terrorism is in season. Mound Bayou, Greenwood and Charleston are World Trade, Pentagon and Oklahoma ... and this poem must be black as hell cuz the ending is upon us.