John Hampden Randolph

Hmm…
He sent his sons to
War cos of cowardice 
But he can beat the slaves up….

And white people want to preserve 
This history…this past of punkass…
Like really?

Let me tell you somethin?

Black people are not human 
In your eyes
In his eyes…..
John ain’t a nice guy…..

And he left his wife 
At that manison 
Which is burned down by the way….

White america don’t get the concept  
Of the horrors that happened in that house….
Cos like I said black people are not human 
To their eyes….
But they have black friends who entertain them 
Let’s be so fuckin for real, ok?

This slaveowner 
Was cruel and ugly 
You know what god don’t like, 
Right?
God don’t like ugly 
And saw our ancestors cried

He doesn’t like 
That slaveowner
Who has the most ugliest soul 
On the planet 
This is why his castle burned in fire
Last week
And black people are celebratin 
This beautiful victory 
This history 
This reckonin

I may not be a Christian 
But i know for a fact 
That god and his son Jesus 
Never like the hypocrisy 
The cruelty 
The fact white people 
Made a weddin out on that plantation 
Out of joke…
Mockin our sufferin and sorrow 
Do they really think our trauma is a toy 
They play?

Honestly 
They don’t give a damn 
It’s why the karma burned the whole thing 
Down in ashes….
Consequences…
Perhaps?

White tears 
I’m drinkin every cup 
Of them and I could care less…
Cos 

White people don’t really see our 
Pain our heartbreak as humanness….
They don’t know or chose not to 
Acknowledge the historical blueprint of torture 
That John and his crew has conflicted on 
Our people…
The superiority of it all 
When really 
I bet he doesn’t take baths….

Just sayin….

John Hampden Randolph 
Is a coward
An evil slave owner 
Who lived in nottaway plantation 
That our ancestors had built…..
Now it burnt….

And black America
Did the dance of joy
While white America frowned…
Tellin us to be sad about it 
Fuck no,
White America didn’t cry over 
Our death in that house….

Did I just say?
Did I mention?
Black people are not seen as humans 
To white peoples’ eyes?
I know I did….
They could fake a memory loss 
If they wanted to,
But we can give them a mirror 
A Time Machine of 
All the slaves were tortured 
Raped
Separated families 
Beaten 
Whooped
Lynched 

I’m goin to place of 
White America’s reflection on the wall
And leave it there to remind 
Y’all your cruelty….

And John
Their buddy john
Their ancestor 
Who is a monster 
And a punk ass motherfucker….
All the horrors he did 
All the whiteness he painted

Yes it’s history 
However 
White supremacy loves to conceal 
The Truth like nothin happened 
Like it’s not a big deal 
When in fact it is 
They chose to miss that slavery out  
For real…
They don’t wanna feel guilty 
Instead they turned into hotel suites 
And wedding venues….
Not a museum of terror 
That white people caused…

It’s facts…

They don’t wanna mention 
John was an asshole 
In their own professional way…
They threaten people who worked there 
Not to speak of it at all
And people don’t wanna do their research 
They wanna live in their fairytale ignorance 
And be married…
Not realizin it’s a curse….
Or some kind of karma might pop up 
In nowhere 
Only cos

They disrespected 
Our ancestors’ heart….

Burnin the plantation down is
 Consequences 
After all the centuries of our 
People’s heartbreak….
Hopefully 
Some white people who look at themselves 
In the mirror 
And see what have their great great grandparents 
Done….
They have benefits from those horrors 
They did on us…
It’s white privilege….
Shouldn’t be so proud….
Not at all….

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 5-20-25