THE PAINTERS

White

Look at those white men.

How do you agree with them?

Do they control you?

 

Yellow

Hey, long time no see.

He knows how to use chopsticks

And likes to play joke.

 

Black

Aye, boy, come here now.

I saw what you did to him,

Get that jacket off!

 

Brown

What was his name? Juan?

Hey! Juan! Can you pull my weeds?

His name is Steven.

 

Painters

We see face value

Rather than hear ideas.

Coloring who’s good.

——

This is one poem made of 5 separate haikus. That matters.

 

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