A MIRROR WITH MY IMAGE A poem by Hector Kunene (South Africa) I have made my bed peaceful despite the pieces of water that runs through my cheeks A black man's shame mirrored in his presence I seek to be present that I may present myself present in the event that depends upon a 'Yes' from those supposedly to judge my performances The sleepless nights in lieu of my peaceful dreams I have placed my art In the hearts of ruthless judges that easily utter a 'No' That taints the image in my mirror I left my home in confidence this morning I returned from adjudicators judging myself unworthy of what is said to be calling my name I was not good enough Depression uttered my name I surrendered I failed A broken record played in my head Hallucinating over what I could have done I sat in a taxi Masked well enough to deprive and deceive fellow travelers...