bob kaufman
benediction
Pale brown Moses went down to Egypt land To let somebody’s people go. Keep him out of Florida, no UN there: The poor governor is all alone, With six hundred thousand illiterates. America, I forgive you . . . I forgive you Nailing black Jesus to an imported cross Every six weeks in Dawson, Georgia. America, I forgive you . . . I forgive you Eating black children, I know your hunger. America, I forgive you . . . I forgive you Burning Japanese babies defensively- I realize how necessary it was. Your ancestor had beautiful thoughts in his brain. His descendants are experts in real estate. Your generals have mushrooming visions. Everyday your people get more and more Cars, televisions, sickness, death dreams. You must have been great Alive.
posted: june 16, 2005 | 10:43 am