The Confrontation

I say it now without emotion,
it is you who are out of control,

shaking and shifting from foot to foot,
clenching your fists, cussing,

your face red, your heart rate up,
you could kill, utter a racist curriculum,

become vindictive afterwards,
take it out on others of my color,

but I give you credit,
you calm down, apologize,

tell me your were wrong,
and I tell you, “Yes, brother, I understand.”