Not Seeing The Beauty Surrounded on all sides outnumbered Outside on school grounds beneath an annex hall Between two buildings nine black boys and he in the middle “ Black is best ! “ -says one “ You sorry mudda white trash ! “ -says another and he’s like- “ I ain’t white I’m Hispanic ! “ another’s all-“ White is white you mudda ! “ and someone on the other side says- “ And black is beautiful ! “ Boy fist come from behind him A kick a push another kick another fist On the ground covering from kicks and blows not seeing the beauty Praying to disappear from nine antagonist who continue wrathfully Says one after they stop “ Look at me in the face nigga and know that black is beautiful!†They all walk away and only the echo of sardonic laughter Bounces off institutional walls Painfully he lies on the ground still not seeing the beauty of it