Howdy, Ma, you said <br />the day ou came back <br />from the Border... <br />but it wasn't the dull <br />in your new all-knowing eyes <br />that trod so heavily on my hurt. <br />It was your feet: <br />big, brown, sturdy, man-sized feet. <br /> <br />My eyes rivetted on your <br />brown socks and brown boots: <br />All brown.... <br />To match the brown of my mind? <br /> <br />Brown thoughts of brown people <br />People born brown <br />and people browned by the sun. <br /> <br />Brown thoughts of brown people <br />Paper foes - brothers in blood. <br />Brown people with brown feet <br />in brown socks and brown boots <br />With brown mothers <br />thinking brown thoughts <br />Like mine<br /><br />Margaret Kollmer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-shades-of-brown/
