I can understand
Why there are black people
Who wanted to give up
On black communities….
Cos nobody is listenin…
Everybody is ignorin a voice
Of reason…. I wanted to give up,
Too cos nobody is readin my poems
About black people…I felt like
They don’t wanna paste their
Hearts on my insightful metaphors…
I wanted to help them by writin to them…
Then I forgot that many of us has that readin
Syndrome been passed up from slavery…meanin
Back then our ancestors weren’t allowed to read…
Also our own tongues were forced to taste English
For the first time…the fact is black people grew
Not to care…not sayin all of us but some do care
Some do help the black community…. I thought I could help
Them with my poems, warnin them about white supremacy….
And how it was dangerous…these poems are not published
In books, they’re on social medias… cos we’re on social media
A lot. I thought maybe a black poem can heal our trauma, encouragin
Us to break a curse….a poem that teaches us how to love ourselves
And love each other..there’s nothin wrong with being black…nothin
Wrong with our melanin….white supremacy is violently jealous of us…
Of how we pop in the sun….and we stay younger…
White supremacy has this small amount of people on the planet
And we’re majority…and they’re tellin us what to do cos they have to
Survive…A lot of black people don’t care…A lot of black people are still in
A deep sleep…a lot of black people are still fightin each other while
Racism dirty ass foot on our necks…it’s frustratin that some black truth tellers
Can’t wake them up, it’s difficult to realize that we can’t save everyone…we have to leave
Them behind….i was Told not to post racism on the internet cos I got white friends…I got
White people helpin me.. but how Am I going to help black people? How am I goin to wake
Some or most of them up? How am I goin to do the right thing?
If I hate my blackness and my own people, and I was too ignorant
I wouldn’t be writin my black poetry from my soul….
If I write about ableism, nobody would bat an eye….
But if I write about racism, there would be raise eyebrows…
Like I can’t talk about it…like I don’t experience it…
From my understandin, racism should be talked about
Cos too many of us experience it…we get under the attack cos
The color of our skin…it’s so important to represent the issue….
I don’t give a fuck about white people feelings..I give fucks about
My people’s feelings…black people feelings…this is not the exploitation
Bull shit….I’m fightin for our humanity through stanzas I’m fighting for us
As humans…cos everyday white supremacy keeps remindin us we’re not human…
But we are…there’s nothin wrong with black people….the only thing wrong is
Our illnesses…our conditions….our Stockholm syndromes our self hate behaviors
All the things that traces back to slavery, traces back to colonization..we still have identity crisis
Whether we realize it or not…. We also disrespect ourselves a whole another level…and it’s really sad…
I understand why some black people gave up on our own race, cos countless of them are so lost in the sauce…but there’s still hope somewhere in us that one day we rise up like a messiah…
And crush down the whole global system…cos I always thought possible things.. we don’t know it…
If that anger comes through our bones, we can get shit all the way done…
Unfortunately, we’re not that angry…I think slave mentalities might block our anger…I could be wrong…
I will not stop writin poems about black people…and racism…and post them online…
Because it needs to be talked about…it’s a real life issue…it’s abuse of power…
Black people need to understand that…that’s the reason why I write about it…
Constantly, I gotta remind black communities that we’re not animals in so many other words…
We’re humans…we do exist…we feel pain…we get angry…we cry….and again
White supremacy was like nah, y’all ain’t humans…they show us that lots of times in so many ways….
Like we ain’t allowed to be a human….white supremacy didn’t allowed a black man to be a man…
Have you noticed? I did.. I wrote about it….we’re at war….a lifetime war..
I’m just warnin black people as much as I can…I don’t really care if I get cancelled or not…

💯✊🏿🤬©️ Kai C. 1-11-24

I can understand
Why there are black people
Who wanted to give up
On black communities….
Cos nobody is listenin…
Everybody is ignorin a voice
Of reason…. I wanted to give up,
Too cos nobody is readin my poems
About black people…I felt like
They don’t wanna paste their
Hearts on my insightful metaphors…
I wanted to help them by writin to them…
Then I forgot that many of us has that readin
Syndrome been passed up from slavery…meanin
Back then our ancestors weren’t allowed to read…
Also our own tongues were forced to taste English
For the first time…the fact is black people grew
Not to care…not sayin all of us but some do care
Some do help the black community…. I thought I could help
Them with my poems, warnin them about white supremacy….
And how it was dangerous…these poems are not published
In books, they’re on social medias… cos we’re on social media
A lot. I thought maybe a black poem can heal our trauma, encouragin
Us to break a curse….a poem that teaches us how to love ourselves
And love each other..there’s nothin wrong with being black…nothin
Wrong with our melanin….white supremacy is violently jealous of us…
Of how we pop in the sun….and we stay younger…
White supremacy has this small amount of people on the planet
And we’re majority…and they’re tellin us what to do cos they have to
Survive…A lot of black people don’t care…A lot of black people are still in
A deep sleep…a lot of black people are still fightin each other while
Racism dirty ass foot on our necks…it’s frustratin that some black truth tellers
Can’t wake them up, it’s difficult to realize that we can’t save everyone…we have to leave
Them behind….i was Told not to post racism on the internet cos I got white friends…I got
White people helpin me.. but how Am I going to help black people? How am I goin to wake
Some or most of them up? How am I goin to do the right thing?
If I hate my blackness and my own people, and I was too ignorant
I wouldn’t be writin my black poetry from my soul….
If I write about ableism, nobody would bat an eye….
But if I write about racism, there would be raise eyebrows…
Like I can’t talk about it…like I don’t experience it…
From my understandin, racism should be talked about
Cos too many of us experience it…we get under the attack cos
The color of our skin…it’s so important to represent the issue….
I don’t give a fuck about white people feelings..I give fucks about
My people’s feelings…black people feelings…this is not the exploitation
Bull shit….I’m fightin for our humanity through stanzas I’m fighting for us
As humans…cos everyday white supremacy keeps remindin us we’re not human…
But we are…there’s nothin wrong with black people….the only thing wrong is
Our illnesses…our conditions….our Stockholm syndromes our self hate behaviors
All the things that traces back to slavery, traces back to colonization..we still have identity crisis
Whether we realize it or not…. We also disrespect ourselves a whole another level…and it’s really sad…
I understand why some black people gave up on our own race, cos countless of them are so lost in the sauce…but there’s still hope somewhere in us that one day we rise up like a messiah…
And crush down the whole global system…cos I always thought possible things.. we don’t know it…
If that anger comes through our bones, we can get shit all the way done…
Unfortunately, we’re not that angry…I think slave mentalities might block our anger…I could be wrong…
I will not stop writin poems about black people…and racism…and post them online…
Because it needs to be talked about…it’s a real life issue…it’s abuse of power…
Black people need to understand that…that’s the reason why I write about it…
Constantly, I gotta remind black communities that we’re not animals in so many other words…
We’re humans…we do exist…we feel pain…we get angry…we cry….and again
White supremacy was like nah, y’all ain’t humans…they show us that lots of times in so many ways….
Like we ain’t allowed to be a human….white supremacy didn’t allowed a black man to be a man…
Have you noticed? I did.. I wrote about it….we’re at war….a lifetime war..
I’m just warnin black people as much as I can…I don’t really care if I get cancelled or not…

💯✊🏿🤬©️ Kai C. 1-11-24

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