Or,

BY THOMAS SAYERS ELLIS

Or Oreo, or

worse. Or ordinary.

Or your choice   

of category

            or   

            Color

or any color   

other than Colored

or Colored Only.

Or “Of Color”

         

            or   

            Other

or theory or discourse

or oral territory.

Oregon or Georgia

or Florida Zora

            or

            Opportunity

or born poor   

or Corporate. Or Moor.

Or a Noir Orpheus

or Senghor

            or   

            Diaspora

or a horrendous   

and tore-up journey.

Or performance. Or allegory’s armor

of ignorant comfort

            or

            Worship

or reform or a sore chorus.

Or Electoral Corruption

or important ports

of Yoruba or worry

            or

            Neighbor

or fear of . . .

of terror or border.

Or all organized

minorities.

Commentary 

I really liked this poem because its kind of silly. And it has its own beat that it makes when you read it aloud or in your head. The use of the word "or" so many times makes me think that there is always another option. You can do this or you can do that. I feel like the poem is saying that everything is up to you. You can chose your own path and go your own way.