5 November 20086 November 2008 Main Posts poem | Maxine Clarke admin his kind of gospel might not be sopho aristophilosophy this man might not be dream in baritone like king or dangerous like us black folk all kind of thought malcolm was but never said he might not bring healthcare world peace race peace education unpoverty a revolution to his country this country the world anyone anywhere in fact he surely won’t he might not even be a good father husband lover leader person who knows or hell even cares if he’s all that genuine us browns know this man is no solution but he lets us eye our knock-kneed sons like hey maybe one day my boy could be the one so every early morning late night newscast every can I get I witness same old black shit day I drag my baby to the screen & make him watch the man & say his name the boy says obama banana obama obama in pajamas & he cackles in his crazy two-year old way a no worries in the world mud pie brown boy who just might be president one day the checkered crowd swells & heaves like a living— it is a living thing this right to breathe like damn maybe my breath counts that closing in of a noose under alabama tree that back-bent-cotton-picking wheeze that diving deeper for master’s pearls until one day your body just won’t surface those cold grey lungs salt-logged like a genesis curse will you blame us that when he called we heard will you blame us that when he called we heard will you blame us that when he called we packed up the house the life the kids the conscience grabbed the cardboard the car the coin jar & came running with all we had when we knew this man was mostly no solution might not bring healthcare world peace race peace education unpoverty a revolution to his country this country the world anyone anywhere & in fact surely would not will you blame us we didn’t know or hell even care if he was all that genuine when he let us eye our knock-kneed sons like hey maybe one day my boy could be the one from ‘Unmiracle’ (c) Maxine Clarke 2008. Maxine is performing at the the First Human Rights Arts & Film Festival Slam http://www.hraff.org.au/melbourne-poetry.html admin More by admin Overland is a not-for-profit magazine with a proud history of supporting writers, and publishing ideas and voices often excluded from other places. If you like this piece, or support Overland’s work in general, please subscribe or donate. Related articles & Essays First published in Overland Issue 228 11 November 202211 November 2022 Main Posts On the last day of Subscriberthon, our amazing online editor gives you one last (very good) reason to subscribe Editorial team What's in store for the last day of Subscriberthon? First published in Overland Issue 228 10 November 202210 November 2022 Main Posts On the second-last day of Subscriberthon, our favourite editor-duo give you reason #1002 to subscribe to Overland Editorial team What's in store for the second-last day of Subscriberthon?