Him You Know Poem by raymond letsitsa

He had a gun in his hands
A balaclava masking his face
And satanic arm bands
He's a popular disgrace
With a torn face like worn out attire
And a mouth dripping
with glands
His kind uneases the minds of
Ladies in faraway lands
He unzips his jeans to unleash
A monster that cripples a
woman's integrity
Lost his mind like Alice in wonderland and swelled
up his dignity
He's a black man of course
But he doesn't give a pig's diaper
What happens to a
black woman's identity
He gives you unwanted pregnancy
That you embrace
without a choice like government
Wishes were never horses
For we could've
rode upon their backs
You plague us like a disease
And stigmatize us
like AIDS in our shacks
We never heard when
you cracked your whip
Pointing a gun at innocent ladies telling them to skinny dip
Or else,
You'll shoot to kill like
government cop policies
Rubbing salt
in the depth of this
wound I got
from the diabetes
You so majestically caught
like a bad flu
when you tried to kill us
In a nation of rapists,
thieves and merciless killers