Hair Black Like Zoan

Hair black like Adolf
Hair black like Confucius
Could harbor the evil or wisdom
And start a contagious movement
Hair black like Martin
Hair black like Bruce Lee
Could turn the other cheek
Or hand someone an ass whooping


I can be anything
I know they used to
Making those with blonde hair become a King
But I can sling
A pebble like King David
I can become a snowbunny’s favorite
I can end up on a playlist
Where the yankee enjoys my music
I know the western hemisphere
In all it’s glory
Can find me to be a bit confusing
You telling me you hoop like Cuttino
But write poetry like Flannery
I can dismantle the hate and the evil
And bring a victory to the calvary
I’m salvaging my kinship
That’s been somewhat of a punching bag
Jokes on you
The doubt is comical
Don’t be mad if you part of a running gag