Black poets don’t have to apologize
Black poets don’t have to apologize
And for what?
For hurtin your little fragility
For bringin your white guilt to the table
Tighten it up…
Tighten it up…
Nobody asked you to colonize the planet
In the first place…
Nobody….
I don’t care how you feel
I don’t give a fuck about what you said
Your system abused us for decades
And you cry a single white tear…
Black poets don’t have to say sorry
Cos you know it’s true….
You got mad cos we pick up a pen
And put it on paper…
You place our work of art on the mic
And you’re pissed..
Other audience snapped in cheers
Other audience was like y’all can’t write like that…
Why can we write about racism?
Why can we give black people a voice?
You fear
You’re a punk
Go ahead cross your arms
Roll your eyes…
You ain’t gettin an apology
Are you goin to threat black poets?
And their loved ones and friends?
Are you goin to plan somethin to murder
Them? And have us become conspiracy theories?
Cos you mad
You mad mad….
You a scaredy cat….
Black poets have to apologize
To anybody
Black poets don’t have to shit down
Cos of your little feelings
Get used to it…
Black poets don’t have to do
Anythin for you
Not a motherfuckin thing….
We ain’t caterin to your bull shit
So go ahead
Throw your tantrums
Stomp your feet
There are many black poets out there
In the world
Who speaks the truth
Who writes the truth…
Who’s goin to make readers uncomfortable…
No matter what
It doesn’t matter how they over talk their
Poems..facts are facts…
The coons doesn’t help stop our voices
You know damn well
That black poets don’t have to apologize
For shit…you know damn well…
Somehow you still got the audacity to
Make us say we’re sorry
To make us write a poem about
How we’re sorry and we’re so colorblind
Yet how about we make you write an epic
About you mad
Why you feelin discomfort?
Huh?
Why you gotta tone deaf our poetic blackness?
Black poets don’t have to do what you say…
You know that, right?
Get over it…
Or walk away….
Don’t send emails or threats
Harrass or embarrass
Just cos you need an apology
From the black poets who spoke the truth….
It’s unnecessary
It’s childish
It’s stupid…
And you’re mighty insane….
And to all the black poets
Out there, beautiful black poets
In the world
There’s no need to apologize
For revealing the skeletons in the
World’s closet….don’t ever say sorry…
Use your souls to educate others
And others will open their eyes….
I love you, black poets….🫶🏾💯✊🏿❣️💕💜🙌🏾🤩🥹©️ Kai C. 2-13-24
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white mediocrity
How about stay away
From that?
Just stay away..
Cos to be honest
They think less of y’all
Y’all tried
And tried
And tried
And tried
Y’all keep tryin to
Sit at their table…
Why can y’all realize
We have to be on our own?
Go on our own?
We stuck on needin them
When we need each other the most..
It doesn’t click for many of us…
We continue to search for
Their white approval
Their white validation
Y’all desperately want white folks
To tell us we’re beautiful…
Y’all follow them askin for a handout
Thinkin we can change them….
No stop
We can never change them
That’s who they are…..
What kills me the most
What kills my soul
It’s the Stockholm Syndrome
It’s always a chokehold
We love the beast unconditionally…
We love to embrace racism in our arms
Sayin we forgive so easily…
There’s no backbone in that….💯✊🏿🤬😢©️ Kai C. 2-13-24