Umi told me to wear a gray suit
becauseoptics
But that gray didn’t make me any less black
My white lawyer didn’t make me any less black
And words can paint black-and-white pictures, too
Maybe ideas have their own eyes
separating black from white as if the world
is some old, old TV show
Maybe ideas segregate like in the days of
Dr. King, and no matter how many marches
or Twitter hashtags or Justice for So-and-So
our mind’s eyes and our eyes’ minds
see the world as they want to
Everything already illustrated
in black and white