I Think

Far too often,
and not nearly precise enough.
6 letters haunt my existence:
Atomic
Gender
Middle
Hatred
German
Nigger
Father

None of which I am to blame, personally.
But all with which
inheritance checks are signed
and stamped. Sometimes
I believe those
around me should know
that I am only one of my father's choices.
I never voted yes on the Manhattan Project
nor did I believe pigment to be
a verdict.
But my ancestors did.
So please hold me accountable/responsible
for everything they ever wrote
on cave walls.
And parchment.
And clay tablets.
And history.
Because I have never been my own actions
and have never had my own idea(l)s.
I am only a megaphone with
which they speak.