If I saw a ghost of
Charlie Kirk
Walkin in my room
In a black woman roon
With his blood drippin from
The neck, I would raise an eyebrow
And be like
What are you doin here?
If I have such gifts of
Talkin to ghosts
Especially the racist ones,
I would tell them leave
Since y’all hate black people,
Y’all ain’t allowed in my room
Only melanin apparitions
Could come…
Charlie Kirk ain’t allowed
Stop by
Since
He chose to disrespect
My race…. He needs to go….
Better yet, I tell god whose black
That I said hi after all,
After all, he’s a Christian….
Right?
He will be disappointed….
It’s the power of his tongue
That carries all his ignorance
And white mediocrity, how it leads
To his karma…I said karma was his death…
I’m not sure
If that was rude or not
And he has to spend his eternity
Dealin with the consequences….
And I don’t wish death on anybody…
I just thought goes around comes back around
Guess what,
There’s no white privilege after he left the
World….yet did i just saw him yesterday on
YouTube or the day before bashin Taylor Swift….
I would say to
Charlie Kirk
Is to rest in nothin….
Cos he’s goin to be judged
Multiple times by god
By Black Father…
He’s goin to deal with
Mirror of how he felt
And acted all through social
Media….
Mostly the bad parts….
And rest of the magas will
Cry tears
Sayin he’s a good guy
You know a white representation
I mean
They love him
They love his rhetoric rants
Of whiteness and white man syndrome…
Am I lyin?
✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 9-10-25
