New Millennium Minstrel Show. Poem by J.A McManus

Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to
The new millennium minstrel show
The fanciful dream of yesterday
The awful nightmare of tomorrow.

Corking up whilst crooning to music
Was long ago and now forgotten
But it’s been replaced by something far
More devious and down right rotten.

No longer do the minstrels act, sing
Or dance like indolent, simple fools
They’re too busy waving around guns
And bragging about their shiny jewels.

I sit and wonder what Doctor king
Or Malcolm x would have to say if
They were both still alive to see the
Black, authentic minstrels of today.