Quick-change artist extraordinaire,
I whip out my folded cane
and change from black man to blind man
with a flick of my wrist… From sociopathic gangbanger with death for eyes
to all-seeing soul with saintly spirit;
From rape deranged misogynist
to poor motherless child… My final form is never of my choosing;
I only wield the wand;
You are the magicians.
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