Keep fightin

Keep fightin

I don’t know 

Some or most 

Black people 

Believe an eye for an eye 

But I can say many 

Of us believe 

It’s an eye for an eye…

Actually 

Many of us know 

It’s an eye for an eye….

This is the only 

Way we can do is 

To whooped that ass 

If it’s necessary….

Cryin

Feelin small 

Becomin defenseless 

Ain’t goin to solve…

Let me put it this way,

Think of Africans kickin 

Romans’ ass

Think of slave rebellions….

And cos of that,

Black people 

Has the right to be 

Pissed off at 

The racial counterparts…

They do have the right 

To throw at coons 

Who thought whiteness 

Will give them a permission 

To sit at the table…

It’s not cos 

People are white 

People use white 

To harm others who ain’t them….

Their skin ain’t white 

They classify as that color

To Justify

To build an oppression 

Over humans who don’t look like 

Pale which is insane….

Those violent behaviors 

And they have audacity to tell 

Us to make peace durin war….

While the kkk strange fruit 

Our necks to the trees….

I have encouraged my people 

To fight back, it’s the only way to 

Response to their evilness….racism have asked 

For an ass whoopin…but racists 

Are cowards who run and hide like 

Little kids….

Does it give bully vibes?

When you watch incidents 

On the news or in person?

And the bully run away 

With it…doesn’t take accountability 

Cos system is on his side…

For real 

For real 

Black people 

Should have justice in their hands 

We shouldn’t depend on court…

Even if we go to prison forever 

We should be 

An eye for an eye…

Just like Africans smack the shit out 

Of colonizers’ faces 

When they first tried to take their homeland….

We need that energy 

We must have that power….

These motherfuckers 

White supremacists 

Are actually children 

Rotten kids 

Who disrespect 

Their parents who birthed 

Civilizations all over the world…

Black people 

Original 

And I really want my people to 

Gather all these motherfuckers up 

Round them up 

And take them back to the caucus mountains 

Please….

And let them have white supremacy back to their caves….

Somewhere they don’t take and kill all the goddamn time…

Call me slur all you want 

But I’m speakin the truth…

Keep fightin 

I will always say 

Black people 

Has to fight back 

We don’t need to fold 

To bend

We don’t need to say 

Sorry being truthful 

No 

We gotta be an eye for an 

Eye….

And white folks doesn’t like 

When we stand on business….

When we said don’t fuckin tell us what to do…

Not even other races doesn’t like that 

After all, 

Fightin back is breakin generational curse….

I hope my people realize that for sure…

It’s for our ancestors, how they endured so much ache…

And our ancestors who whooped that white man’s ass…

Keep fightin 

Is to crack the chains

And give ourselves 

A real liberation 

Even a real healin…

I just wish 

All black people know 

For real 

For real…

That fear 

Holds them back…

Trauma keeps 

Them steady and still….

I’m advocatin

For an eye for an eye 

Fightin back 

Defense ourselves…

I keep sayin

White supremacy speaks violence 

It really does…

Go look at history….

💯✊🏿©️ Kai C. 6-16-26

Rome

Rome

Rome 

Is 

Childish….

Still 

Is 

Today…..

Why 

Little white men

Or we can say 

Little white boys 

Was tryin to steal 

All the African lands

As much as they can….

Melaninated emperors 

And empresses 

Had to fight 

Those white children 

Off their lands….

Cos who the fuck 

Told them that they 

Could rule their homes

And not theirs…

Why the peace treaties?

Cos 

Rome 

Is fuckin 

Childish 

Actin like a toddler 

Who couldn’t get 

What they want…

Major brawls 

Spoiled 

Them 

In blood but 

Did they win?

Rome 

Got its ass beat 

By African royalty 

And nobody puts that 

In a textbook 

They never wanna show 

Rome is a sore loser….

Rome killed 

Jesus Christ….

I heard they lynched him 

Some say he was stabbed 

Through a cross…

He was a black man

How much you wanna bet 

They cut his large penis off 

I wouldn’t be surprise cos 

These little white boys 

Were jealous….,always 

Jealous….

When I read Africans 

Smackin Romans so silly in the 

Middle of next Tuesday 

I already know 

Rome is a big ass baby….

Runnin around like a muck….

Nobody wants to 

Babysit Rome 

I don’t 

I won’t 

They thought 

They’re tough 

But too sweet 

Too soft

Like feminine 

Like flamboyant

One of those

Homosexual country 

Filled with men who loves 

Men and they decided 

To take over the motherland 

Cos she has resources….

They wanted slaves 

They wanted power…

You know damn well 

It’s a typical white man thing to do….

To take over 

And African warriors 

Said no….

 African Warriors said 

Said get the steppin 

Get the fuck out 

Of here with all that shit….

Oh Rome 

Is childish…

You know that…

Just like the rest of 

The colonizers 

They’re childish 

Stolen stuff that doesn’t 

Belong to them….

And they’re still doin it 

Today….

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 6-16-26

I like to read black history book

 I like to read 

Black history book

I like to read 

Black history book 

That kind that doesn’t teach in school 

The kind that makes white folks uncomfortable 

That kind of book which is banned from the 

Public eye….

I read as much as I can…

It took time and patience 

Under the critical facts….

History should be 

My favorite genre 

Cos I’m deeply learnin about 

My people and the system…..

It helps build 

My poems to explain 

The mirror of 

The world’s reality….

I wanna remember 

Things 

Even when they bring anger 

Out of me….

When you read a page

A chapter 

And you begin to think 

Exercisin your brain 

Developin questions 

And thoughts 

Observin ass backwardness 

Of a white man’s ways to 

Harm us….

You could see perspectives 

You could see a bigger picture…

I  like to read 

Black history book 

Cos I get to learn 

A countless reasons 

Why the envy

Why so much hate 

On the melanin..

Like I’m givin myself 

Lessons about the past 

About our ancestors…

I was curious 

I wanted to know 

I wanted to study 

And pass on the message….

There’s no indoctrination 

Around my space 

I have the truth to sleep over 

And let my soul writes 

Durin the sunrise….

I wanna challenge 

Black people 

To read one history book 

About ourselves 

Read one page 

Or two…. I want them 

To use their critical thinkin 

Let those factual analysis 

Digest their system 

For a bit….

Cos honestly 

It’s another way of 

Healin our scars

Another way of learnin

How to love ourselves 

And our people….

And they don’t have to do 

The challenge 

It was an idea instead 

Of twerkin 

And being comedian…

I thought 

For us to do 

Somethin 

Constructive….

Some still think 

It’s a nerd thing 

Some still think 

We’re talkin white

Cos we’re readin a book

Yet in that frame of mindset 

Black people still think 

White folks are more intelligent 

Than us…..

When we’re extra wiser….

We’re wise 

We’re brilliant 

We don’t have low

IQ….

and we can read 

And write….

I like to read black history book

Cos I saw me in my ancestors’ shoes….

I feel all the feelings in their souls 

I witness bones of survival and endurance….

I watched slave rebellions in my head….

I look at indigenous black people 

They were here first…

They were the parents of all civilizations….

I challenge you 

To pick up one book 

One memory book of 

Our humanity that started in 

Motherland….

Mama continent…

Maybe you might like it, too

You might enjoy learnin 

About our beautiful people 

And how the sun loves us 

Unconditionally….✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 6-15-26