Mo

Men don’t say beautiful
When speaking of other men
But I feel like breaking a chain
Because ‘ol black man
With your dark skin
And tired eyes
You are beautiful.
You are beautiful
In the peaceful way the water from the river flows slowly
Rolling over rocks
On its way to anywhere.
You are beautiful
Can’t keep my minds eye off of you.
Beautiful in a way that creates
A life long memory
Just from the way you walked...
Talked....
Laughed out loud thunderously.
You are beautiful
in your melodic stroll
across black and white tile
and in your seconds of leisure
as you read the paper.
You stared intensely at me
for years while practicing your craft
And I didn't see it then
the things I see in you now that you're gone.
'Ol black man
time has come yet again
to claim a friend
But with humble words I say
you are beautiful.
You leave me
Regretfully melancholy now that you've gone back to the earth
But there is solace in knowing that I will see you again
on the occasion of MY rebirth.