In part one of “Pick Me, Choose Me, Love Me,” we listened to the story of the proverbial black person waiting
on another Malcolm or Martin to “save” save them, shooing away the common man and mocking the so called “paperblack prophets” who put on Martin’s skin, do a pantomine, but aren’t the real thing. The following is the original work that inspired that post … a story of people annointing a man king, a disgruntled TV host
and a plea for people to follow their own paths and get off the curb.
(More after the jump)