racial prejudice lives     opens up
its eyes hibernates in an intermediary zone
mid history conventions like a divine text
standard millenarian con job and the kingdom of stupidity
congenital at birth
emotional intellectual of the
soul     breath of the bared skinned
monkey

but the audacity     the panache     the afro
affront of the black man     he who talks back
retorts in legitimate attack
stylishly blunt
not beating around the bush
and no longer swallowing the given-notion
that racism has been ushered into a
limbo

walled up with limbo
so that the squally dregs
of the niggers wouldn't crush it into a white powder
immemorial     marmoreal
a limbo which provided     providing
shelter to racism
which in time returns halt about-
face     returns in public visitation
getting wind of the air invigorated by young leaves
and eager not to see the infinite black spaces
where puny stars
coruscate

(Text of the poem in the original Portuguese)