Was it real,
Or just my imagination.
I was walking down the street,
When I witnessed a confrontation.
White boy shoulder bumoed,
He must of been in a rush I figure.
My mind changed as he shounded,
Watch where you going Nigger.
shockwaves went through my body,
When that N word hit my ear.
But the black boy kept on walking,
As if he didn't hear.
The next day, I ask the black boy,
Why wasnt he offended.
He said when he looked at his birth certificate,
Nigger wasn't in it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem