Who's Who
by Winston Lovett of New Orleans, LA
We ate the apples and wore the leaves
As we watched God create Adam and Eve;
I carried Hannibal across the Alps
Helped Perry at the other pole with his maps;
I served Caesar in spankling rooms of gold
Landed in America only to be sold;
We were the cause of Lincoln's demise
And the real reason the South will never rise;
I smoked dope in the tent of Geronimo
Taught that Bill Boy how to hunt buffalo;
Then because of terror I learned to fight
From people waking me in the middle of the night;
Came north in that historical migration
Only to find my same situation;
Found Broadway in twenty-five
Then went back to Harlem to stay alive;
And like a flock of birds on the wing
We all found hope in Dr. King;
We felt good whenever he was around
Then went back to nothings when he was shot down;
Nevertheless, he brought a nation and world to see
That Blacks are survivors destined to be free;
We've made progress, some, over the years
Clinging to heritage ignoring our fears;
And in this multiplex-computer age
We are still a people with pent-up rage;
And we'll be here at the world's end,
Quiet music like the wind,
The Black race,
Men among men.
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