Jacked by Clubs
I am…not that black
I do not distribute nor partake of drugs
I detest the taste of Old E and MD
I am… neither thief nor thug
I am… not that black
My black is not the symbol of
Poverty and lack
You mistake me for being country
Not that something’s wrong with that
I am…not a southerner
Dreadlocks did not originate in
Louisiana, Alabama nor Tennessee
They are symbolically energy and strengthening
I am…not that black
I do not sag my pants I own a belt
I do not beg for handouts I take care of myself
I am…not that black
That black that you speak of
That black you give no love
That black that you think nothing of
I am…not impressed by a sinner’s wealth
Though I am…a sinner myself
I am…not that black
I am…that black whose ancestors you
Oppressed, jacked, cheated
Beat, raped and killed
I am…that black saying to you
You better give it back

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WOW!!! Very powerful poem. A lot of people see black men and have the same thought process about them all, Which this poem clearly shows. Beautiful work. Always keep that pen movin Wize Dom!!
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KA-BOOM....nuff said!!!
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