One game with one set of rules
Played so many different ways
Win by two
Take it back
Touch fouls called
Hard fouls taken as part of the rigor

I prefer the hard games
With fellas right up in my face
Telling me I’m no good
Because of the fairness of my skin
So I can drop twine tickling jumpers
Then sneak by for a reverse lay up

I prefer hard games
Where the flow is expected
And the screens are away
Because the freedom it brings my dark skin
To lay in a silky finger roll
Or thunder down the lane
Unleashing a rim rocking dunk

Whether
Games with grit
Or
Games with finesse
We
Need not bother with skin color
As this is OUR game
With one set of rules

And what a beautiful game it is…

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