I don’t wanna feel guilty about Writin my black poems….

 I don’t wanna feel guilty about Writin my black poems….

I don’t wanna feel guilty about 

Writin my black poems…

Why would I?

I don’t wanna get to the point 

Where I have to stop for good…

I fear that,

Sometimes writin a black poem

Will get you in trouble…

I broke a friendship 

Cos of my black poem…

I felt guilty 

I felt shame 

I did have thoughts that I should stop 

Writin my black poems…

But then I thought about my mission 

Helpin black people to wake up to the bull shit

Through poetic lines….

So I didn’t stop, 

I wanna give them somethin to think about 

Encouragin them to read instead of twerkin….

I write my black poems anyways….

I use my thumbs to my own melanin magic….

I really don’t mind healin black souls…

I heal myself, too

Even though I don’t have a lot of experiences 

On racism….

But when I see a black person gettin hurt by 

A racist, 

That could be me

That could be my family member 

That could be my close friend 

That’s my people….

I have to learn pain study trauma 

Where it came from,

It’s why history should be our top priority 

So is psychology…

Cos you would wonder why 

Black people are actin like slaveowners….

It’s the conditions….

As a black poet myself 

I figure I should let my beautiful people know 

Even if they already know….

I wanna help us by spreadin truths everywhere as much as 

I can…

I know I can’t save all of us

I know nobody wants to hear 

However some want to heal….

I post them online 

Not into a book…

And since there was a book ban 

A while ago 

In educational curriculum 

In libraries 

Maybe not in the bookstore 

I don’t mean to sound doubt 

But if I publish a pro black poetry book 

And everybody reads it 

Breaking records like thriller 

Have black people doin somethin together 

I could be watched 

Followed 

Stalked 

Hacked 

By fbi or cia 

All cos of a book

A book may not be on shelves 

Cos I did have powerful thumbs 

That carries words that black people don’t 

Have…. I guess I channeled the ancestors…

I don’t wanna feel guilty about 

Writin my black poems….

I don’t feel bad 

I wanna tell them 

Give them a voice

And I’m not the only poet

Other black poets want to do the same…

It’s nothin wrong to inspire 

People who look like you….

If you say I’m wrong 

Then why?

I can’t inspire my own people….

You inspire your own people 

Who looks like you 

And nobody says shit…

What about other races?

Other ethnicities?

It sounds weird….

And nobody says 

I can’t inspire my own people 

It’s just hypothetical…

A scenario….

When I write black poems 

I thought i could be a miracle worker 

To tell a black person 

You’re human 

I see you….

I’ve been sayin

Defend yourself 

Be Bold

Be beautiful 

Be handsome 

Be aware

Make white people envy 

Cos racism is jealousy…

Be happy 

Be joy 

Be magic 

Be grown and wise…

I won’t stop my thumbs 

From tappin metaphors 

For the love of blackness 

I will not put 

My pencil down 

I will not put

My pen down

Cos white folks feel intimidated 

Uncomfortable 

I don’t care about feelings 

When it comes to racism 

I’m not here to 

Coddle their feelings 

I’m not saying sorry…

Not sayin I forgive you…

In my black poetry 

I usually give white folks 

A mirror…

I give my people the 411…

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 5-1-26

It’s the way it is

 It’s the way it is 

It’s the way it is…

That’s what black people 

Said for a long time….

Cos a white man said so…

We have been brainwashed 

To believe there’s nothin 

We can do…….

Somehow 

Things are changin…

If you notice….

Some things can’t stay the same 

Unfairness is goin to be replaceable….

Spiritually 

White supremacy 

Is in thousands and thousands of 

Crumbs right now

Cos more black people are wakin up 

The bull shit….

A white man is worryin 

Tryin to find ways to 

Black population to go back to 

Sleep….

Ha nature has stopped his tracks 

And told him do you wanna get skin cancer?

Do you really wanna get burn?

But the white man is so stubborn 

He ain’t goin to give up the throne, 

The stolen throne….

He’s really workin hard to stop 

His extinction from comin after him 

And his minority…..

Karma was like,

It’s the way it is 

Iceman….

You and your people 

Can no longer 

Get away with your consequences…

I know I know 

Y’all goin to miss your white privilege…

Y’all goin to miss how y’all got it your way…

But this is what happened when 

You white man created invention called racism 

That destroyed the planet…..

You bring violence and destruction to the continents

You colonized indigenous black people that whiteness 

Is the best way to live 

You lied to your own people about being superior to 

Other races….

You use your fork tongue 

You use your small dick to invade African bloodlines…

And you got a nerve to tell nonwhites 

It’s the way it is…

Oh Tamahu 

There’s a reason 

You need to go back to 

caucasus mountains 

Cos of what you have done 

To this world is unforgivable, 

Unacceptable…

I said that, 

I said you cavebeast 

Need to go back to your caves 

Without resources 

Without our stolen shit….

Don’t give a damn if 

I’m racist…

I’m not the one 

Who stole people 

And changed their names 

Erase their mama’s tongue…

Tellin them it’s the way it is…

Sayin I said so…

Since black people are wakin up 

And has been woke,

You can’t gaslight us anymore 

You can’t manipulate us 

You can’t use your token negro to blackface us

We know your tricks 

We study you 

We challenge you and you get offended…

With all this jealousy 

With all this madness 

You had us not to speak of racism 

But our melaninated voices outweigh your insecurities….

Plus you have disrespected 

Your parents for so long 

We have enough 

So we whooped your ass 

When our ancestors came through our hard knuckles….

Since the white man said 

It’s the way it is,

Don’t believe his ways, his lies 

Even if he has a black lover or 

Black friend 

He still says nigger 

And got away with it…

Those black people with no dignity 

Intact give him a pass all the time 

Forgiveness is countless second chances….

And they will say 

It’s the way it is….

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 5-1-26