Monday, January 26, 2009

Hail to the Chief

For those who were dragged here across the rough sea, chained to the bottom of rotting ships.

For the mothers and the fathers whose humanity was worked away in the boiling Southern sun.

For the ones called nigger, whose lips were too dirty for the water fountain, and who hung on the end of ropes.

For Martin and Rosa, and the countless others, who said enough! Who asked "Do I not bleed red just like you"?

For Richard and Mildred Loving, who crossed the line and the law, for whom love was not even a question of color.

For the skinny kid with the funny name, a blended heritage that brings forth the Dream.
For my country 'tis of thee, Hail to the wisest and most thoughtful of Commanders-in-Chief.


  1. and
    For mulattos everywhere...
    beautifully put my dear.

  2. Dirty, dirty nigger.

  3. All fucking niggers must fucking hang.