I dare to tell of their secrets

that handbag full of mystical revelations
untold stories of our once confined forefathers
those concealed behind every door

buried in the pits of their left pockets

Snugly laying at the back of their throats

the greatest taboo of our time

forgotten at the tips of their tongues

I dare to make known their shady secrets

those leading to a black man’s enlightenment

skilfully disguised in those highly confidential textbooks

those never to be spoken of tales
unseen behind every banned revolution song
those enveloped in bruises
beneath every pillow
behind broken promises
beneath every breath
wrapped around silent voices
of unsung heroes