Highlands RanchA Poem by Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey
There are no combs
In my home I am happy that my hair Is dreaded and nappy but In Highlands Ranch The fact that I am also Black Is one of the reasons why My neighbors don't offer Me an olive branch Nor do they care that At my door the need For racism to recede So equality can begin Is a farce that sparks Nothing in their hearts But empty debates At Starbucks As they are forever Stuck with the entitlement Mentality that everyone And everything is beneath them Like anyone and everyone Should reach out and touch The hem of their Lord and Taylor garments Which to them means They are better than me Because of their cars, SUVs And their money Makes them think That they are more superior As they think that I am inferior Believing gentrification Placed me in the situation Where I now reside As the hatred overflows From the inside to the outside No they don't offer me An olive branch in Highlands Ranch Then again that same Mentality trickles over To Southglenn Where Suburban housewives Park their overpriced SUVs behind me As if there destination And time is more important Than mine Maybe because my Mercedes Benz Is black like me So that is why The church won't Say Amen In Southglenn There are No set a sides No free rides That is what they Think when they see me Despite being an engineer In the DTC and serving In the military No they think I am not Deserving Cause they are self absorbing Pompous asinine A******s with closed minds Who think that because I don't own a comb in My home That there's no need For them to give Me an olive branch In Highlands Ranch And that is why the Church will never Say Amen In Southglenn © 2015 Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. DorseyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 2, 2015 Last Updated on October 2, 2015 AuthorJerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. DorseyPolitically InCorrect, LAAboutI have been writing since I was 9. I specialize in freeverse poetry and have cut my teeth on Political and Socially Conscious subject matters. My poetry is not for everyone but anyone who hungers and .. more..Writing
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