Let me tell you about hate.
A bayonet on the end of a rifle run through
a teenager's bony chest by a swarthy soldier
frothing from the pleasure of it, amazed
at the sound of it, flesh sucking on metal.
And this boy dying and
his eyes do not lose their burn,
staring at his killer as though to say,
Do it, do it now because I will do it to you,
and even as I die, I am doing it to you.
© Chris Abani
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Chris is a good writer. I didn't know he did poetry too. Have read a couple of his novels.
Knew him through his poems first (so we're even). I know he writes good fiction, too, but I haven't read any yet.
Great speaker, too.
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