This work touches on the issue of being a Brown boy in America. I wrote it about a year ago; in light of the Michael Brown incident, I felt it fitting to share.
The Brown not just a box Box
My oldest got a pair
It's my youngest's turn
It's kind of like Christmas - open the box, remove the tissue, find the item, smile and if fitting (or not) try it on
model it and wait for the uhhhs and ahhhs, the ahhhs and uhhhs.
The mailing box
is left on the floor for me
to toss away.
I love words and often when they present themselves to me I partake,
especially the juicy ones blinged out in bold print
Reuse me, on the mailing box it reads, I have so much potential.
examples of some basic and creative uses of the not just a brown box are listed in it's offering to not be put in a box; to not be labeled as and defined only by its most obvious disposition.
See me again.
Don't fall upon habit and customs to reduce my value.
I am not one dimensional
Treat and value me as full of potential, possibilities, promise.
Don't just discard me; don't toss me away for I am far from waste.
I am not worthless.
A very sad and unfortunate thought flashed to mind as I sat next to the not just a brown box and watched my baby boy attempt to cruise along in his new walking shoes.
My son needs a sign similar in message to present to the outside world
this is America
he is a brown boy