To say that I am not much of a poet is understatement. The last time I published a poem was a haiku in my high school literary magazine. But something about the current situation inspired me to break into verse ^[1]. As I said on Pajamas, “I apologize for the inadequacies.” It just wasn’t enough for me to respond to Obama’s speech by pointing out the obvious: that anyone who finds moral equivalence between Wright’s racist screeds and his white grandmother’s admitting to him in private that she feared black men on the street has got a serious problem.