BE BLACK AGAIN!
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Niggas are you serious?
You don't give a damn about who you are!
You're just a festering wound to our people
An itching bubbling suppurate scar!
How the Hell do you live with yourself?
Maybe you don't see your villainous sight?
For you are eclipsing dark abandon
Our people's crushing black holes of night
You sling that ignorant poison
and floss with that blood gold that you wear
Never giving a thought for a moment
To the millions you leave in despair
No, you keep slinging and banging
running through our women and calling them hoes
Ignoring backlash after following backlash
Letting our people feel all of your blows
The nation has a black man as President
but you top the news every night
With your murders, rapes, and robberies
and callous barbaric gang fights
On FB we see you idiots flossing
you walk around spitting you're "Tha Man!"
and that is the part my silly brothers
my mind just cannot understand!
That gold you wear is stolen
from the souls that you helped lose their way
That paper you display is slavery
Payment for leading young brothers astray
Thousands of you are in prison
but millions remain on the streets
Mentoring and creating more stupid Niggas
Down to their clothes, their rhymes, and beats
NIGGAS CAN YOU HEAR ME!?
You are killing millions of black precious lives
You are running rabid through our people
and leaving nothing but hurt to survive!
I hate to call you Niggas
but you idiots define the word
Cooning, Savage, lost Niggas,
giving credit to a white racist word
Never wanting to be black man
only wanting to be one of the crowd
screaming, ruthless, and evil
forgetting what it means
to be "Young, Black, and Proud!"
See one day the party will be over
They’ll kill the lights
Tell you to go home
and that’s when my lost stupid brothers
you will wake up in your Hell all alone!
The clock is ticking on Niggas
Jail and death will strike you or your friends
and then all you wannabe Niggas
will run home to be BLACK once again
This poem comes a little hard. I don't care how it offends some people because it needs to be said. I am so damn tired of seeing black kid after black kid killed. I am from Chicago and my family lives in Chicago. It is a every day thing. Our young people really need to wake up!
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UnitedWorldPoets
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This is So true, Thank you for writting that Indeed it needed to be said and heard.
Very truley spoken.
This really caught my attention, great write!
So true! I love it.
Whew, this one is not for the faint of heart, but like you stated in your "behind the poem" section, it needs to be said over and over again.
May be because am so close to this, like you, that I feel like we are the least unified people, and blinded by gaining richness and superficial things, instead of valuing the right kind of wealth....there is so much that you addressed that I must commend you for both a courageous and needed poem.
Keep doing your thing man.