If I were a famous poet

 

If I were a famous poet 

And I write how cruel Taylor Swift is 

How racist she is,

I’m sure swifties will come after me

Force me to apologize 

And if I don’t say sorry 

They might do somethin worse 

To keep me in my place…

First of all

This dynamic is stupid….

You can’t make someone 

To respect and love a celebrity….

Plus what if a superstar has a 

Bad personality? 

Though fans don’t care 

They only know this famous human 

Has caused no harm….

Which is sad they forgot themselves 

Let the swifties threaten 

Let the swifties try to put me in my place

Cos Taylor swift is not god…..

She’s a person 

A person a white woman 

Who has sold albums 

However in my opinion 

She’s a mean girl 

She writes about black women in her songs 

Talkin microaggressions 

I heard envy….

Cos of her fiancé used to date 

Black women, beautiful black women 

I wonder why bother

In fact, I criticize her 

I stopped listenin to her music 

Cos of her jealousy….

And I don’t care what the swifties 

Say and do, 

I’m not goin to say sorry 

For exposin  her racism….

For her white privilege…

They know Taylor can’t walk on water…

Am i envious of her?

I just know her true colors 

And her whiteness…

I write about Taylor swift 

I used to like her 

Enjoyin her music 

Now I don’t care for her 

Anymore…

Cos I study her mean girl persona 

Real close, lookin through lens 

Of her insecurities….

Why are you worryin about 

Her fiancé’s ex?

Why are you judgin other black women?

You did have sistahs as your background singers?

You Taylor swift

I don’t know 

But you’re in my poems 

You see I repeat myself 

The last time i wrote about you 

The difference between us 

I write white woman tears that cause blacks to die

You on the other hand 

You put jealousy into lyrics Strummin along 

Like you’re not a bad bitch….

Honey what?

What are you sayin, miss Taylor?

✊🏿💯©️ Kai C. 3-13-26