Sunday, March 29, 2026

“That Black Man” _ original 1990’s poetry

"That Black Man"

You know that black voice crying in the inner light?

Her humbleness and pride decentralizing because of dehumanization

soliloquizing to the world in the name of nihilistic solipsism on his dusty wooden floor while he picks a splinter out of his barefoot

A lit candle attacking the night singing a fatalists delight

You know that black man

who cries in the distance?

that black man

no name

just that black man

cold bitter nights and blistering sorrows knows him just the same

As that black man someone living life

smiles and humbly without a name

however unfortunate

playing the game

that black man

that lucky black man.

MyStrawHat.com 

In This Place: A Book of the Nineties

Page 36

John Alan Conte' Jr. 




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"That Black Man"

๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ

MyStrawHat.com 

In This Place: A Book of the Nineties

Page 36

John Alan Conte' Jr.  #life #art #music #poetry #tbt

{suggesting musical pairing https://youtu.be/MP2shMaLFag Come in my Kitchen}



"That Black Man"

๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽถ

MyStrawHat.com 

In This Place: A Book of the Nineties

Page 36

John Alan Conte' Jr.  #life #art #music #poetry #tbt

{suggesting musical pairing https://youtu.be/MP2shMaLFag Come in my Kitchen}


Good wishes,
John

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