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Drapetomania

Dr. Cartwright
I wanna slap you in the face or
Perhaps fuck up in the middle of nowhere
Let me beat the devil out of you…
Since your idea was like
You encouraged masters to beat
The devil out of the miserable slaves
For runnin away…that’s your treatment…
Cos they ran away from the abuse….
You named this Drapetomania….
Cos you want your people to gain more
Power you want the blacks to serve your
White race, makin them think a white man
Is forever supreme…

Got news cracker
You ain’t supreme….
You got narcissism….
You’re no better than anybody
Not even your people….
Drapetomania isn’t a real thing
You just wanna abuse
You just wanna justify
If you were alive today
You be like I’ve been kind to
My slaves…look they were happy
Workin on my plantation
I’m just a doctor
Who tried to help….

This is why
Black people don’t trust
Psychiatrists, doctors
Cos there are incidents
That could happen to them
And it’s a repeat..

We don’t hear
The Drapetomania
Nowadays
But we do study
On our own
Talkin about history
And educate others….

If I have to write a
Poem about this diagnosis
That was put on African slaves
By a white man…yes I call him
A cracker for what he did…
And givin a name for runaway slaves…

You don’t like when the slaves
Ran away
Away
Away
Miles away to get freedom….
Away from the abuse

And you had to do somethin
About it, to make the slaves
Stay you also thought
We ain’t human
We don’t feel pain
But we are human
We do feel pain….

Since you diagnose
Us runnin away
From our slaveowners
I bet you got another name for
Us for fightin back, like rebellions
Is that consider as
Another mental illness, too?
Dr. Cartwright?
Might be in your secret stash
Of oldest notebooks?
You pay close attention
To us like little kids
You observe us Placin our fear
Inside us that we won’t run
I bet some slaves feel as they
Have no choice to be happy
To serve you….

You can’t tell me
This is in the past
There are still doctors
Who think like this
Out there stereotypin
Black people….
I bet those psychiatrists
Looks up to you
Dr. Cartwright

Actually you’re not a doctor
You’re a son of bitch
Motherfucker
And you beat the shit out of black people
Cos they had to get away from you
From your family
Maybe
You need to get a beatin the devil out of you…
You’re the devil…
You’re an abuser
Cartwright….
✊🏿🤬💯©️ Kai C. 2-14-24