The Untold Story

You once told me your race (Not if I really cared) You once showed me the true color of your face (Not if that mattered) You are whom you want to be You are the sheep, you are the bee. You once told me who you were Once you discovered what the dean did You called the police supervisor And filed a report, there you hid Your true genealogy You wanted to be conveniently Different than the jerk Because there was no perk For you to win What an egregious sin What a sad hypocrite You are the pit The pit bull that lies And the other one, the cat That steals the pies You are no different than the bat Who behaved like a wise crow At day time and at night time Chased the house mouse like a deadly owl I never knew you’d stoop so low By perjuring yourself; you duly committed a crime By lying; you are just like the scarecrow The kleptomaniac, which filed the death certificate To claim the benefits that no longer fit. You once told me your race (Not if I really cared) I just wanted the black ace (Because that truly mattered) The white pearl, the black gold The white gold and my story told. Copyright © November 2012, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.