Buddy Bee Anthony

What Color Is Your Empire - Poem by Buddy Bee Anthony

What color is your tribe.
walk with me,
I'll usher you into protective custody
so as to assure that you learn
the color of your tribe.
Within the colors of empire.
The color you're compelled to wear.
To get to your destination
The golden ticket to take you there.
It's your tribe's colors.
It might be a crazy dangerous
buck wild, parachute ride
the color of empire
the color of your tribe.

Yours could be engraved in red, or pink, or maybe
yellow, brown, black, or blue
with a touch of off
white, or grey.
Or holed up on the South Side
working your plan
upwind from the East Bay.
So, what color is your empire?
Are you destined to be a paper hangin
cruisin for a red rose
a head bangin
fang banger
with a rummy red nose
Find some jigger in your jive
now, you're coming alive
with a flint to spark your Edenous
hedonist, pilot light.
what shade of pedigree do you ascribe.
new color on your empire.
What bold color has your tribe.

Buddy Bee Anthony

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, February 9, 2018

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