They split the atom. Pollute the air. Marvel at the growth in a test tube. They dance on the toes. Speak through the nose, and make monstrous faces while they re singing.
Black folk seem to know how to cook .
They fry their chicken. Fry their hair. Frying all that moves in the ghetto. They sing from their guts. Have oversized butts, but a peace soothes their souls when they re dying.