stew says "black men ski"
Has anyone ever been to Aspen, Colorado? It's not a joke yet; those aren't the jokes. Is this thing off? I went to Aspen recently and stumbled into this song.
Black men go to Aspen
and rent colorful chalets.
Giggle at the questions
their mere presence seems to raise.
Get taken for men
we don't resemble in the least.
"Are you ... ?" "No."
It's a winter wonderland
in the belly of the beast.
And black men ski.
Black men ski.
Black men send back sushi
with a scorned Yakuza's flair.
We make postmodern art
with bacon grease
and hot combed hair.
We secretly play Beethoven
inside our bassmobiles.
We can tell you how cool looks
but cannot show you how it feels
when black men ski.
When black men ski.
Black men now are students
of gay sensibility.
We wear ironic T-shirts
drenched in code unknown to thee.
We get baptized in Walden Pond
amongst a searing mob
because the cleansing blood of Jesus
could not do a thorough job.
Black men ski.
Black men ski.
Chinese guys can jump real high
and Germans cook soul food.
White boys rap and hippies nap
their dreads up to look rude.
Jazz is now suburban
it's Marsalisly clean.
And now we've got Viagra
everyone's a sex machine.
So black men ski.
What else can we do?
Black men ski.
Black men ski.
Black men ski.
Some kids I'll describe as friends
say I am race-obsessed.
The luxury of your opinion
shows that you are blessed.
See, I have poems about sunsets
flowers and the rain.
I've read them to policemen
but it was all in vain.
So black men ski.
Black men ski ...
elegantly.
Black men ski.
Black men ski.