Patience Poem by O Anna Niemus
Patience
I listened today to an African American man
... attempting to gain access
to his cellphone account on the web... for
an hour...replying so patiently to the
clerk at the other end of the phone.
His ancestors (and mine in my
black lives) who showed anger
were given the policeman's club,
the mob's lynching, the racists'
burning crosses as they incinerated
homes.
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