Chicano Poet

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Henry’s Elegy For Chocolate

Amiri Baraka turned to chocolate
before my very eyes,
my glasses having been knocked off

as the North Tower crumbled to the ground.
If you were inside
you were dismembered,

if you were outside
you will remember.
When I finally found my glasses

the New York skyline told a lie
but the President believed it
and being the coward that he was

he pissed in his pants in Air Force One
and flew to Nebraska
because he was a bastard.

As Amiri Baraka turned to chocolate
all I could do was turn to brown
as the crowd walked out of town.


At 9:26 PM, Blogger chris said...

wow, RC, Henry & Mr Bones, what an outstanding poem.


At 12:42 AM, Blogger RC said...



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