Charlie Kirk

 

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