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They don't like my poems
About so called white people
Cos I expose their nature...
Oh well, they'll be aight..
I don't give a fuck,
I know how exactly they are,
If you tell me to take it easy,
Or tell me I should leave them alone
They're not goin anywhere in my poems...
My poems are their prison...chainin
Their hands... no white privilege, no
Victimhood, none of that...
Yes that includes no white tink,
No white mermaid, no white
Everythin..if so called white people
Keeps killin us, we kill them...
We will unite, I don't know how but
Revenge is way better than beggin...
We're goin to play chess...we will win
This war...soon enough they have a
Very small power...
Yet I don't hate.…
It's not a reverse racism...
I understand how this works,
And we can't blame them but
It's still wrong...we need to fight
Back...we need to put justice and
Peace into our world...meanin we
Are goin to break down the system...
We need to steal our power away
From the minority...yes the Caucasians are
Minority... and they fear us to come together
As a people... right now a lot of
Melanated people are startin to wake up...
And they are scared...
Really frightenin... really shakin up...
That's why they keep throwin agendas 24/7
To keep themselves alive....
To keep themselves persevere...
Must understand...
Though
We gotta stay alive also...
And we gotta defend ourselves by
Wakin up and sharin information
Learnin how to fight back...
Besides their time is up and the system
Is slowly breakin down...
Melanated people all over the world
Needs to understand...they better wake up
Or else...we go disappear...
Although it's not possible cos we keep multipllyin....✊�� © Kai C. 10-2020
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