Let Me Ask Myself These Questions Poem by James T. Abel Adesitimi
Let Me Ask Myself These Questions
what if i'm dead and buried in an unknown grave?
Can i have chance to kill and dig another man's grave?
What if i have no head?
Can i have chance to cut another man's head for ritual?
What if i have no arms?
Can i have chance to fire another man?
O what if i'm born blind?
Can i have chance to stone another man's eyes?
What if my hope dies in the forest?
Can i have chance to corrupt the city?
What if i'm born disabled?
Can i have chance to thug the street?
What if i have no mouth?
Can i have chance to gossip then give the lie?
O what if there is no woman?
Can i have chance to lost in lust?
What if i have no breast?
Can i have chance to seduce men then sell my beauty?
What if i'm born black?
Can i have chance to call them monkey?
What if also i'm born white?
Can i have chance to call them beast?
Who am i?
I am nothing but the brilliant fool
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5/2/2024 6:35:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
some questions may never feel right to ask but as humans we are always tempted to. i love the last part of this poem talking amount white and black. Our differences are to complement each other and not otherwise. hope this message is gotten by all. Good job