If you’re a black poet

 If you’re a black poet, 

And your poems are about 

Racism, advocatin for black people

Keep that motherfuckin pen in that 

Hand!!!!

Do you understand me?

Do you understand?

Keep it in your hand….

Keep them comin…

Keep your voice on the mic…

I don’t give a damn 

Whose feelings are hurt….

Don’t stop…..

Let the world be mad…

If you lose friends, then lose friends…

They have no respect for the truth anyway….

Be a black poet…

A great one….

Be the blackest….

I don’t understand people 

Say you’re too black 

Honey

We live in a racist society…..

You forgot?

Why do we feel the need to 

Tone it down?

Cos of white people….

White people get whiter 

In our surroundings 

And we don’t say a word….

Cos in our minds 

We let white folks be…

In our slave mentals

We don’t tell white people 

What to do…

They’re supreme….

And I’m tellin you 

Black poet

You write 

You speak

You dictate your blackness 

However the fuck you want it to be…

Don’t let anyone tell you 

To quiet your words

Or be careful with your words 

You spill the truth 

From your soul 

Onto that page…

Don’t be scared 

Don’t apologize 

Let everyone throw tantrums….

Bravery has open doors 

For encouragement 

To inspire others 

A message needs to cross that line 

In order to bring anger and activism 

Out of your readers’ bones…

There’s no dancin

There’s no singin 

There’s somethin to think about….

If you’re a black poet

Who took risks on 

Writin black poetry books 

On black issues and unity

With common sense…

Not the destruction kind

But black people gettin together 

As one…respectin one each other 

How those melaninated metaphors 

Spread like wildfire 

And every black household catches it….

Almost every black family is healin from 

Ancient trauma that happened on plantations 

Imagine a  book of world record 

Publishin our culture poetically 

Then you might become a threat 

Cos you love your black people…

It might stop the literary crisis….

It will have everybody readin and use a critical thinking skills 

Oh you could be a threat…

FBI

CIA 

Other white supremacy agencies….

Who knows….

If you’re a black poet, 

And you choose to write 

Just for people who look like you…

You can do that…..

You can write how the white boys chokehold 

Black men out of jealousy…. 

You can write how black women are not protected at all…

You can write about how black people need to stand on business 

And create boundaries for us only….

If you’re a black poet, 

And you ain’t sorry…

You never need to…

I’m proud of you….

I’m proud of who you become….

And the fact you gave a voice for 

Black people who are afraid to speak up…

Some can’t….

That’s the thing about being a black poet

A black poet knows so much 

You want give them a medicine 

You want to inspire….

I thank you for that…

Always….

🫶🏾💯✊🏿✍🏾©️Kai C. 10-20-26