My poems might be banned…
My poems might be banned…
Cos I write about being black
And white folks ruled the world….
It might happen….
They’re whitewashin museums
Erasin the blueprints….
They’re snatchin our voices
By hand…soon,
They will take any kind of
Black history books off the
Apps….even take down the
Black YouTube channels…
They’re desperate….
Look at dc,
I think the gentrification is
Happenin right now…
We all could see America
Is tryin to become whiter again
But many of us chose not to
See it, not to admit it
Yet this country has been white
All along….their issue is they’re becomin
A minority…honestly
They’re already a minority since the
Beginnin….
If you think about how they behaved
Towards us, makin more strict laws
Against us…white genetic survival
Is their dependency…they’re fightin away
From their extinction….why do we hear about
White birth decline on the news recently?
I thought about white folks…
and their fear of vanishin…
This is their consequences that leads to
Their unforgettable karma..,.
Their violence
Their white privilege
Their racism
They always get away with it
And still
Disappearance will catch up to them
Slowly
Sometimes quick….
White folks knew what they’re doin…
They love to act victim
They love to fake apologies
They don’t care…some will admit the truth
But we can’t trust them
Others will and forgive….
When I study racism
It opens my eyes real wide….
I have read
I do my best to understand
My observations….
The system is tumblin down
In pieces but white people
Are tryin to rebuild it brick by brick
They’re tryin to gain white dominance
Back in their hands…
Watch the news
They’re rewritin slavery
They’re holdin a black republican in hostage
Cops huntin black neighborhoods
I keep remindin my people in these poems
That we’re at war….
We must fight back….
This is why I said white folks need to go back
To caucasus mountains..
cos of their mass destruction, of their thievery,
Of sexual assault, of their whitewashin,
Of their invention white supremacy….
And they knew, they ain’t sorry….
They brainwashed us to serve them….
Remember that…
That’s when trauma began…
And we have trauma responses
For over the decades….
My poems might be banned
Cos I’m speakin the truth….
They wouldn’t want me to be a
Poet laureate
Might get followed
Might get death threats…
If I were too famous on the mic
Somehow
People don’t give a lot of attention
To poetry these days…
It’s not that popular…
Plus they don’t wanna read…
Have you heard if you have to hide the truth,
Put it in a book?
And there are some black people who refuse
To read….
They still think
If you pronounce words right,
You act white….
The mindset is whiteness is intelligent
It’s really not….
That’s one of those slave mentalities…
When I write these things to address
The big problem on earth,
I’m tryin to help black people to understand
It…
I want to help them heal
And help them challenge the injustices
If I get banned again,
I’ll still be writin and postin
Cos we’re at war
And it’s important….
I don’t care about white feelings
They ain’t valid to me…
Black human souls are more human
Than white fragility…
I ain’t sorry….
Nobody will edit my metaphors to
Make white folks at ease…
Not changin my words
To give anybody comfort…
I know my grammar
May be messed up
But I do know what the fuck
I’m talkin about…
I chose this topic, racism
Nobody made me write it
I chose it
Don’t have a lot of experiences
Yet It does affect me
Cos I’m black….
I could see myself in their shoes
And it angers me….
So I write
I’m outspoken
I’m blunt
I’m rude
I don’t give a fuck…
My brothas and sistahs
Doesn’t deserve
This dehumanization
This mistreatment
I encourage black people
To fight back….
To get real violent towards the system
Cos
They speak violence themselves…
I will write poems like this
Even if people told me to
Put it down and keep it to myself
I won’t listen….✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 8-22-25
