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KNOWING that wypipo are in place to do ill shit to me, in particular, and black people in general has helped in reducing my anxiety.

Knowing who your enemy is, will do that.

You want me to be quiet…

You want me to be quiet…
Don’t speak a word…
Keep it to myself, right?
Cos I might make white folks 
Feel uncomfortable….
You said it’s not the right time 
To talk, to post…

When?
Cos racism comes and lingers 
All the damn time….
White folks created this mess…
It’s theirs….they made white 
Most favorite color in the globe…
Am I lyin?
Am I tellin a fib?

Nope…..

I don’t have to be quiet…
I don’t want to….
I am dangerous…
A bold woman 
You may shut my social media down 
You may cancel me 
Send me death threats 
But you will leave my family alone 
Leave my friends alone….
I won’t compromise 
I won’t comply 
You can try to talk to me 
At a corner…
It’s not goin to change my mind….
You can use a black friend 
To convince me to stay silent…
I will shake my head no…

I’m okay 
Being in trouble….
I’m okay 
with losin friends 
Yes my feelings will get hurt 
But how come it’s a problem 
When the world stands up for 
Black people?
Do you really have to say 
With your actions that 
We’re not human?
I may not be an activist…
I may not be an advocate…
However 

My black poetry give my people 
A voice…raw sound to make them feel 
To make them express, to make them 
Heal without apology….

And you got a fuckin nerve to
Tell me to be quiet….
I’m not afraid…
I’m not afraid of that white man…

If he makes me vanish,
Then he will never know peace 
Anymore 
Even if he sleeps peacefully at night 
He will never know what peace 
Looks like 
Cos the world will remind him 
Of my poems 
Of what I wrote about him 
Of what he has done to me….

People might recite 
My words to torture his ass 
Purposefully…I know libraries 
And bookshops might ban my soul
Cos of this truth…truth quivers
Evil souls…

You can’t really quiet me
I’m in someone’s heart….actually 
I’m restin myself back in the 
Back of your thoughts…
Yes I’m hauntin….

You want me to be quiet….
I won’t…
I never will…
You may try to find ways to 
Get rid of your mirror 
Though 
It’s still there….

Cos the world is still talkin…
You can ignore 
Cover your ears 
Walk out 

Yet I’m still speakin….
You can never tell people 
To stop discussin 
About me and my black poetry 
Cos there are facts over deep emotions…
You can yell 
You can shout 
Throw a tantrum 

I don’t stop 
My spirit doesn’t stop…
Use voodoo magic 
And I still don’t stop….
You know damn well 
Racism white supremacy 
Murders black people….
The system is still killin 
Black bodies everyday 
And I should shut the fuck up…

Absolutely not….

✊🏿💯©️Kai C. 8-11-26