I have gone through
Scenarios of my ex best friend and
I goin through rivals
If I ever see her again…
Would she get back at me for a poem
That offended her?
She might
I don’t know…
But I can picture her
Gettin the karma
I’ve deserved
I can see that
Happenin…
That’s what I’m thinkin
About
Recently..
Those scenarios of
Runnin into her
Say hi or say nothin
At all,

Ever since that poem
Drama
We didn’t speak ever
Again
I told her the day before
That I don’t believe in
Jesus
We were on our way to my house
To drop me off
Next evenin she saw the poem
That crumbles our friendship
Forever…she saw it on
Facebook….

I have told this story
In my poems several times
And I wonder if she understands
Where I’m comin from…the poem was
About what’s real. And what’s not
Jesus Christ isn’t real
A black woman is real
She doesn’t like it very much
Cos I speak the truth…
I read I did my research
I observe people
Especially black people
And I have understood the psychology
Behind that cultish religion…

So I decided to write
And share the information
Not many people is too fond
Of it…they don’t like the way
I go about it, how I pen it
With a compassion…sometimes
You don’t need to be kind
There is no such thing as being gentle
With the truth
It’s so nonsensical…

Yes I was a little angry
And annoyed
The fact that black people
Were tricked were brainwashed
Were deeply whitewashed
And I’ve seen white Jesus in Africa
In the black households

She got upset with me
Sayin I wrote about a skin color
Does she know what world we live in?
Does she know anythin about her system
That protects her white tears?
She gotta know….
She gotta know her history and what her people did
In the past…
I guess I brought her white guilt, her white fragility out
And we can never be friends again

She thinks I’m a racist…
The whole time I wasn’t…
When we were friends
I wasn’t racist…
Durin our friendin
I didn’t know that black people
Can’t be racist at all…

Yes I have scenarios of
Her and i runnin into public places
Since I’m a “racist”
And I attack a skin color in my poems
Then she shouldn’t be around
Me…

I think
Last summer or before
That
She contacted me
On Facebook
I didn’t respond….

I don’t wanna talk to her…
✊🏿💯 ©️ Kai C. 7-29-23