I'm tired
                         of tryin'
               to be a man
                         when the moon
               says I'm not

               I'm tired
                         of Black awareness
               rallies
                         Bakke
               held the mirror
                         to your face
               I turn away

               I don't want
                         crumbs
               or crusts
                         from anybody's
               breadline
                         I want
               the whole slice

               What charade
                         do I do now
               to get what I want
                         I don't fit
               the costume
                         and I stumble
               on the lines

               I'll surely
                         die
               if I play
                         by your rules
               you're the judge
                         and I haven't
               even had my day
                         in your chambers
               yet

                             - Lorrie Farrington
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