katharine gin
Robin Black
2005
WritersCorps Reading Series
Intersection for the Arts
San Francisco, CA

2 Hands

I don't really mean to bring the drama cause
I just wanna be an anarchist like my momma was --

no gun in reach, no vest,
just the power of speech and protest --

the new Ghandhi, the new guy who stood
in front of the tank and died,
feet planted
I'm standing in place,
smiling
to the cannon
in my face,

this mind's to teach with
one hand to handle beef with,
the other to preach peace with,

fight
and be a stain,
give ya life to en-
light-
en,
lying slain
under a tank.

Robin Black
2005
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