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ON WATCHING POLITICIANS PERFORM AT MARTIN LUTHER KING'S FUNERAL
Hypocrites shed tears
like shiny snake skins
words rolling
thru the southern air
the scent of flowers
mingles with Jack Daniels
and Cutty Sark
the last snake skin slithers
to the floor where
black baptist feet
have danced in ecstasy
they turn
away
to begin
again
manicured fingers shuffling
the same stacked deck
with the ante
raised
Written by Etheridge Knight (1931-1991)
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