Amnesia

 Amnesia

White folks 

Don’t want us 

Remember 

Their terror…

Those horrors 

From the past…

White folks 

Beg us to 

Forget the abuse 

Those bloodstained hands 

They killed…

Sayin 

It was a long time ago…

Stop talkin about slavery…

Our traumas 

Our Stockholm syndromes 

Our own kind of mental illnesses 

That they gave us 

They planted seeds 

Of a white man 

Who crossed the ocean 

And spread his fake superiority 

Yet there are pilin up lies

On top of lies….

To make us not to remember 

That he ate us 

That he raped us 

He made us like livestocks 

We’re not humans to his eyes…

He brainwashed Us To 

Dehumanize  ourselves 

And each other…

That’s why they wanna keep 

Goin with textbooks of 

False history…

But, we remember 

We talked to our elders 

We read real history books 

We do our own research….

White folks 

Are tryin to place 

Amnesia onto our skulls 

For their comfort 

Yet we refused 

We remember 

We remember their fingerprints

Of their destruction…

They tried 

And tried 

Though pasts are comin up 

Today’s world 

And they white folks got 

The nerve to us 

To get over it….

They be tellin 

Melaninated souls 

To stop rememberin

Well they need to stop 

Actin like slaveowners 

Themselves…

💯✊🏿©️Kai C. 7-30-26

Office Tatum

 Officer Tatum 

Officer Tatum

Is tap dancin 

For white folks….

It seems like he’s 

Givin them a pass 

A permission to 

Kill the people who look 

Like him….he’d be a perfect 

House negro to tell his 

Massa on slaves runnin 

From plantations…he’s got a snowbunny

And the fact he’s coonin 

Way too much….

I guess he never see Nolan 

Wells as his little brother…

A black boy got killed by 

All white group….

He didn’t see himself in him….

Cos unfortunately 

He’s not really black, black 

He sided with white supremacy 

He rooted for those white boys 

Who murder him…you see self hatred 

Is too deep, it brings out 

Stockholm syndrome….

And how is Tatum an officer?

He’s a YouTuber 

Spewin trash on black community…

Soon white folks might close the door on 

Him…might not get an invite to a 

White man’s table….

I would like to ask Tatum 

Somethin 

If he has a child 

And he or she were surroundin 

By white kids, 

Somethin terrible happened to 

Your baby, cos let’s be real it was 

Racial motivation

And your baby end up dead 

You would want to fight somebody….

You want answers 

But those so called “white” friends 

Ain’t sayin shit….

Honestly 

That white man 

Won’t be there…..

And you Tatum 

Might learn the hard way 

Or not….Nolan’s parents

Have continues to 

Believe skin color doesn’t matter 

Big mistake….

Are you goin to continue to 

Believe that, too? 

After a horrible tragedy?

We’re all up in a burnin buildin….

And they see you 

They use you 

To gaslight the whole damn world 

That these white boys are good 

Kids and their parents are good 

People…yet they hold that secret 

Tighter… it’s why Nolan’s ghost 

Is hauntin their homes and their 

Dreams….

Tatum knew deep down 

Inside 

He’s angry 

He knows being black is a 

Major target…

But he hates himself 

And his own race 

His hate blinds him 

So much to the point 

Whiteness took over his critical thinkin….

💯✊🏿©️ Kai C. 7-29-26

Sometimes love is not enough

 

Sometimes love is not enough…. 

Sometimes love is not enough…

I try to understand why….but 

I don’t get it….

Cos love is trust, loyalty, and honesty…

Love is all of those things to keep you safe 

And warm….I guess some people ain’t built 

For this….maybe it’s why it’s not enough….

When lovers moved on and found another,

People realized too late love was enough….

They can’t handle the gems in their faces…

Cos all the good hearts does love, 

They love hard….sadly heartbreakers

Fumble the great ones every single day….heartbreakers 

Doesn’t know how to handle this act of love,

They only know how to crack souls….

It’s not good…

You can say it’s not that deep,

It is….

Love is not always a feelin, it’s an action 

It’s how humans practice kindness in every way….

It’s how humans express their passions through their heartbeats….

For the wrong persons, it’s never enough….

There’s always somebody toxic in their lives who taught 

Love was endurance…love was about giving their partner a lot of pain…

Love is never that….love is a warmest home….love is a thousand lighthouses 

Glowin your darkness away….love is filled with smiles of hope and joy….

Love shouldn’t make you cry in heartache….

If you ever tell me love wasn’t enough, 

I won’t lie, my feelings will get hurt….

Cos i gave my all….i was lovin you at your worst…

Still it wasn’t enough….

I chose the wrong one…the wrong one was like 

It’s not enough….my love wasn’t enough….

I could understand though I won’t be smilin….

My expression would tell a different story 

Knowin sometimes love is not enough….

It was never enough….😢💔💯©️Kai C. 

A black man is readin

A black man is readin 

And a white woman is uncomfortable….

Hmmm, I wonder why…..

Why are you so uncomfortable, white woman?

You don’t like it when a black man gain more knowledge 

About himself….

You saw the title, didn’t you?

Breaking The Curse of Willie Lynch 

How about this?

You do know who Willie Lynch is, right?

You do know that guy, right?

Real or not,

He’s the abuser of black minds…

I’m sure he’s not the only one….

How about this?

You can respectfully mind your business….

You go holdin your purse a little too tight, ain’t you?

I mean 

Your blond hair sorta sticks up 

In fear, maybe in the back of your neck….

But you need to mind your business….

Let that man read in peace…

Why are you tryin to intimidate him?

He can’t educate himself…

Honey we’re not on plantation…

Are you goin to call the cops 

Cos he’s readin about himself….

And his own people….

Cos in case you didn’t know 

There are black people who are readin

More black history books….

Since your people, your system has erased 

A lot of our own melaninated selves….

It’s just a fact, you may hate it or not 

Though black people want to know 

Who they really are, where they came from 

How did their brains got so sick….

Your so called proud race took that choice 

Away….they took their human rights to learn 

Somethin and y’all are still doin it today….

Are you goin to act like a Karen in every bookshop 

And every library not to promote black history books 

By black scholars?  With one phone call?

Or an email? 

All cos you saw a black man sittin next to you 

On a train readin how to crack spells from mental 

Slavery…he wanted to learn how to protect his 

Blackness, how to love and respect his melanin unconditionally 

Without hesitation….there’s nothin wrong with 

Being an intelligent black person…..

However it’s all wrong to you, white woman….

In your racist mind, black people are supposed to be 

Entertainers and athletes….

This black man might not wanna play basketball….

He just wants to read and understand….

If you were his massa, you wouldn’t let him touch 

A book….

When you saw the name, 

Willie Lynch 

Do you know him?

Do you know how he made black people so docile?

With every whip, every hit, and every smack?

Even rape…

He wrote a guidebook for slaveowners to keep the 

Slaves in line….

He was cruel….

I think you do know 

Him, know the history 

And you know what he did…

You thought it was long time ago 

You thought those horrors were deep secrets 

Unfortunately 

It’s documented…

It’s in the book….

Are you goin to write an angry letter 

To that author who wrote the truth?

I mean there’s no comfort zone 

In the moment….

You can always look the other way, lady…

Or move to another seat….

You can’t tell a stranger not to read this book….

Again you ain’t a master….

✊🏿💯©️Kai C. 7-25-26