Wel / come back, brother
from …
the House of many Slams
to
these mean bricks
a poet
sung to me:
lets us
drink wine in the alley
and dance in the streets
everyday people
have found
a prince
bright-eyed
wonder-child
comes
Revolution.
From The Lost Etheridge Knight: The Uncollected Poems of Etheridge Knight. Copyright © 2022 by Etheridge Knight. Published by Kinchafoonee Creek Press. Reprinted by permission of the publisher.