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The Web Poetry Corner - Ronald G. Auguste - THEY CALL ME NIGGER

THEY CALL ME NIGGER

by

Ronald G. Auguste

They call me "Nigger!" --
Little boys and little men,
With pallid faces and disfigured souls,
And souls in the sad process of becoming so.

Like blind destitutes in a neon city,
They beg my grieving heart,
And it goes out to them
Across the narrow streets
With coins of pity....

They call me "Nigger!"

I smile.

Yes!
Knowing who I am, I smile.

They snigger.

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