by Ishmael Reed
Being a colored poet
Is like going over
Niagara Falls in a
Barrel
An 8 year old can do what
An 8 year old can do what
You do unaided
The barrel maker doesn't
The you can cut it
The gawkers on the bridge
The gawkers on the bridge
Hope you fall on your
Face
The tourist bus full of
The tourist bus full of
Paying customers broke-down
Just out of Buffalo
Some would rather dig
Some would rather dig
The postcards than
Catch your act
A mile from the drink
A mile from the drink
It begins to storm
But what really hurts is
But what really hurts is
You're bigger than the
Barrel
