Christine C. Johnson   


My Brother Malcolm
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I see you now
Standing tall,
Erect, fearless,
Speaking with voice so loud
Accusing, condemning
Wrong.
Wrong against the Brother,
Who has suffered
So long, so long,
So long.

I hear you Malcolm.
You with perfect diction.
Fire in your voice
Fire in your eyes
Saying the things
That the Brother and Sister
Long to hear.

I feel the warmth of your
Handclasp.
The true feeling of friendship
And brotherly love.
I feel the tenderness of your love
And sincerity.
Truly you were my brother,
And brother of all black mankind.
Ah! Brother, why did you have
To die?                                



in: "For Malcolm", p.3, in "Part I. The Life"