The Lynched In America Series–Black men-Lynching #55-The lynching of Black homosexual's minds-part2.

Some white men turned my brother out, And now he turns out other brothers. These white men passed him back-and-forth, And even did things, with one-another. Some white men turned my brother out, They made him act a fool. They put other Black guys up for him to watch, They told him being bad was cool. He started dressing like a girl, With two earrings in his ears. Now they’ve got him, wearing pink, Now these white men’s voices are all he hears. He plays the white men’s video games, That teach him, now it’s cool to die. He’ll spend his last and only dollar, On more video games to buy. He wears his pants, sagging down, So that other men can see. That he’s available now, to any guy, That is willing to pay a fee. He wears his shirts down to his knees, like dresses, All he needs is high-heeled shoes. He’s one step from being a prostitute, For other guys to choose. Once his programming is complete, He’ll end up, in white men’s prisons. He’ll be raped repeatedly, from head-to-toe, And night after night, will have to “assume the position”. Can my brother be saved?-It’s possible, Though some think that he can not. He must understand that self-respect, Is not what he’s been taught. But just because he had bad teaching, And now his life, is all a mess. I told him, “if he can’t find the proper teacher”, “Then he will have to teach himself”. He must replace the junk that’s in his brain, So that he will have more room. For the information of “who he was?” Before whites made him a buffoon. I know the truth is hard sometimes, It can cut you like a knife. But the truth is, the things you put in your brain, Will come out in your life... (For full poem, visit:) http://bhcaberi.htmlplanet.com “Some white men turned my brother out.” A Black Panther (P.B.C.O.C.) Network Poem By NEETTA BLACK visit: http://bhcaberi.htmlplanet.com Become A Sponsor Of “The Black Panther Black Poetry & Black History Museum”: