# BLACK MAN

**Published by:** [smalupimesos3985](https://paragraph.com/@smalupimesos3985/)
**Published on:** 2024-06-04
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## Content

My friend, my friend, I am very, very sick. I don't know where this pain comes from. Whether it's the wind whistling Over an empty and deserted field, Or it's like a grove in September The alcohol is pouring down on my brain. My head is flapping its ears Like a bird's wings. She's got her legs around my neck I can't stand it anymore. Black man, Black man, black man, Black man He sits on my bed, Black man Keeps me up all night Black man Sticks his finger in a nasty book And, bellowing at me, Like a dead monk, Reading me the life of some rascal and a hobo, and frightens my soul. Black man Black, black...

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