Tap dancin

I don’t wanna 

Tap dancin for white folks

My voice doesn’t belong to 

Them, it’s mine…if I ever do, 

I would disrespect myself 

And my people….I would have 

So much value for my self hate 

To the highest bid….cos I’m not their 

Monkey…I’m not their comfort 

Actually I should be their enemy 

With all the poems that expose their 

Violence….I’m not tap dancin 

For them to be uncomfortable….

If they read my words and get offended,

I know they will never look in the mirror 

They will tell me 

Racism is over, racism has left every home

Tell me I shouldn’t be writin this 

Cos my heart is too sweet….

They will tell me it’s hate

However I’m doin my job 

I’m getting under their skin…

I bring white guilt and white fragility 

Comes to life 

Comes in public display 

and I have a scenario in my head 

Right?

If a white person would read 

These harsh truths about whiteness 

Would he or she stop me 

From self publishin a book about 

Their envy for black people

Only cos there are  white people

Who still think they’re superior 

And not face their own reflection of 

Their aggression….it’s where token 

Black friends come in, and they will 

always put a stop on woke movement 

By tap dancin…they gave black voices 

To white supremacy…they’re not 

Dangerous…. They might stop me

Tellin me to be quiet….keep it to yourself 

Right? And we see it everywhere 

Tap dancin, instead of 

Being danger, it will always reminds

Us we’re still black…

The whole thing is annoyin….

Wait till the coons has wake up 

Call…and then what?

They always talk down on 

Their community….talkin down 

On themselves, too only for a 

White man to be at ease….

He said he go to nonviolence route

On black movements

But his race went chaotic, abusin 

Everybody but we have to be kind 

And gentle to them….I wanna 

Know, what kind of tap dancin is this?

“Don’t fight back 

Just entertain us

Deal with it 

Let us bully y’all 

Tap dance so we can be 

Comfortable 

Say skin color doesn’t matter 

Racism is so long ago 

Or if you don’t do what I say 

I orchestrate somethin to make you 

Shut the fuck up…that’s a death threat.”

In the stern voices of white folks…

Sayin you better entertain me or else….

And whether you stand on business 

Or you fold yourself like a coward 

Still askin for a white validation….

Cos you be tap dancin forever 

On stage….

Am I lyin?

It happens in real life 

Especially big industries

Do you know what breaks me 

The most is when white folks 

Force you to apologize to them 

For speakin the truth…

Years later 

You’re right the whole time…

And this is the tap dancin 

I get so pissed off about 

Yet I understand the fear 

Fear of them killin you 

If you decide to be bold 

To sacrifice for your people 

And not be afraid 

I will always respect you….

However if you choose to kiss 

White folks ass and get the bag

By all means 

You do you….

Righteous black leaders

Never tap dance 

For white people…

They won’t stay in line 

So white folks killed them

To me 

It keeps modern enslavement 

Goin unfortunately….

Honestly 

We don’t know 

Real life liberation 

Looks like when we’re out of 

White people’s grasps….

We never have lived in a land 

Where there’s no white supremacy around 

The system is everywhere….

Those mindsets of black people

Can’t even breathe…cos 

Those mental European foots 

Are still on their necks….

And 

Still continue to tap dancing 

Even white folks are going to extinct 

They will always be 

Tap dancin for them…

It’s so sad..💯✊🏿©️ Kai C. 11-18-25