Incident Poem by Countee Cullen
Incident
Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.
Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, 'Nigger.'
I saw the whole of Baltimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That's all that I remember.
It's horrible how racism is alive today. Everyone is equal, but there will always be favoritism among race. It's so sad.
What a shock... It's a shame they let something so trivial wreck their vacation...
What an abominable action for a child so young! And it's still happening to this day!
A heart-touching Modern Poem Of The Day, most desreving Modern Poem Of The Day.5 Stars full score and myriad more! I have enjoyed much, a true poet who dares to write these lines! Mind his birth date, so many years have passed, Long before the periiod of BLM.
Well penned from inner recesses of the heart. A powerful creation in verse with rhythmic splendour....
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11/29/2023 1:14:49 PM # 1.0.0.1118
Ned Coates, you are an idiot. 'Whit' means a particle or a bit. Like when you say a smidge of something. Stop making stuff up. It makes you look stupid.
What was Ned Coates' comment?