"I watch the best minds not like dogs,
for scraps of flavour, I am nearing middle age,
burnt skin peels from my hand like paper,
onion-thin, like Peer Gynt's riddle"
-From "Codicil" by Derek Walcott

I love this passage. It's so true to my personal circumstance. How can i help them. Somebody please help me help these beautiful, strong, courageous Black men!!