Incident

Once riding in old Baltimore,
Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;
I saw a Baltimorean
Keep looking straight at me.

Now I was eight and very small,
And he was no whit bigger,
And so I smiled, but he poked out
His tongue, and called me, “Nigger.”

I saw the whole of Balimore
From May until December;
Of all the things that happened there
That’s all that I remember.

-by Countée Cullen (1903-1946)

Good morning.

I hope you are enjoying the last day of this long weekend with family and friends.

But, give some time to JJP.

Drop those links. Engage in debate. Give us trivia and gossip too.

And always, have a peaceful day.

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