El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X)


O masks and metamorphoses of Ahab, Native Son

I

The icy evil that struck his father down
And ravished his mother into madness
Trapped him in violence of a punished self
Struggling to break free.

As Home Boy, as Dee-troit Red,
He fled his name, became the quarry of
His own obsessed pursuit.

He conked his hair and Lindy-hopped,
Zoot-suited jiver, swinging those chicks
In the hot rose and reefer glow.

His injured childhood bullied him.
He skirmished in the Upas trees
And cannibal flowers of the American Dream

But could not hurt the enemy
Powered against him there.


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El-Hajj Malik El-Shabazz (Malcolm X)