Of bell & Lamont
By Brother Tracy Gibson
Thank you
From the bottom of my ashy Black feet to the
Top kinky hairs on my head
I thank you both for the words & thoughts
Of infinite wisdom you
Scrolled down over the years
Too often I couldn’t find
Time from my busy
Life as a Black activist
To hear you properly
An excuse as rotten
As week-ole figs
Now, I understand the deep-paced
Importance of our Black
Writers
Having spent time alone
With GOD in my small, but thanked apartment
She, God that is, has said we Black folk must LOVe our
Writers cherish them like fresh figs & fresh melon mixed
with mint &
Raw Red honey == your words are yummy
The words you used over the years – Lamont Steptoe &
bell hooks—
Have inspired Black multitudes
Someday soon I’ll have my company where it should
Have been financially a decade ago
& I will remember to reward you with the proper public
gifts, accolades
& prizes,
But for now,
Know from the bottom of my bear Black feet
How much you are LOVed
Appreciated LOVed
As Progressive & even radical Black writers who hold
A Golden lamp before the path GOD has provided me for this
Life. I Thank you.
And again I thank you.
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