Brother Malcolm X

A tribute to Malcom X

Yesterday, I celebrated Brother Malcolm’s birthday in style
I hitched his picture right next to mine
Then, assuming his trademark pose
Closed my eyes and flew back in time
To sneak a peek into a day in his life.

You see, Brother Malcolm wasn’t a saint;
His heart dined on real hate for decades on end
Trouble was his second name
And he had real acquaintance with the police and jail;
He was militant in his hate for the whites
Just as he was militant later in his belief in the equality of all mankind
He admitted when he wasn’t right
He didn’t shy away from doling out blows
In his crusade to right the wrongs he saw.
Brother Malcolm is the real deal
He’s a man who couldn’t flee,
Brother Malcolm always stood his ground
Even when it threatened to throw him to the ground.

For a man who grew up in hunger
For a man whose life was once so consumed by anger
Brother Malcolm's life’s a wonder;
He was sharp
He had a way with words
And always spoke his mind; 
Brother Malcolm is a man to admire
Brother Malcolm is a man who inspires
Brother Malcolm is a man I adore
In his eyes I see where I ought to go.

Brother Malcolm,
They took your life
But they couldn’t put out your light.

Author's Note

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