Who look at me?

Who look at me?

Who see the children
on their street the torn down door the wall
complete an early losing
games of ball
the search to find
a fatherhood a mothering of mind
a multimillion multicolored mirror
of an honest humankind?

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look close
and see me black man mouth
for breathing (North and South)
A MAN
I am black alive and looking back at you.