They Said I Wasn't Really
Black is the first major collection to be
published of Aaron
Dworkin's poetry.
"As a biracial (Black/White) young man adopted by
a white family, I have had the unique advantage of being able to
observe life and our society around us from differing cultural
perspectives. I have captured many of my experiences, dramatic,
humorous, insightful and moving, within the content of this
collection. I welcome you to share this unique adventure with
me."
--Aaron
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EXCERPTS
"A violinist I was destined for,
- Early on I showed them the knack.
- It was Mozart for me and Beethoven too,
- I never got to memorize Jackson 5 lyrics so;
- They said I wasn't really Black."
- --excerpt from "They Said I Wasn't Really Black"
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- "If a Negro stand tall,
- why must it be a ball in his hand?
- A white man can hold a pen, white women
- can gather and share their stories.
- If you feed us with cheese manufactured
- by you, will we not eat and learn
- not how to plant our own seed?
- If you clothe our backs
- and shelter us from the elements,
- shall we not yearn to avoid work
- in the sweltering sun?"
- --excerpt from "Negro"
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- "Chilled by my sweating neck,
- gravel crunching beneath
- feet accustomed to streets,
- descend to the showers.
- What possessed them to go willing?
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- Slaves had the whip and chains.
- I understand why most
- would not revolt, but Death?
- Why? They shared a color,
- Reprimand for a religion?"
- --excerpt from "Dachau"
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