Realistic 3 Poem by Cherokee Akan Ewe

Realistic 3



I don't be messing wid no blacks
or no reds
or no yellows
or no whatevers
and no whites
dodging they whole being of life
no mind if they gang-related to specialized club legalized nonprofited
to the governments
maximizing ceiling and floor caps
that dollar bill got you proud don't it?
i bet you thought you were on top of somebody until you found out you wasn't but another human resource at best
and what's the synonym for that?
i bet they deadly in denial is the fact
yup
same as the aristocrats which be the late up and coming neo-colonists
although that's they world
i be maneuvering thru them all seriously
and ain't giving a beep righ?
ah yeah righ(echoing)
bustas be going crazy for a reproductive organ naturally easing out lubrication as if the fantasy was a word twisted into a neverending satisfaction never quench
instantly gained
to the point of asking sexuality questions
upon the mirror mirror hanging on the wall
and don't be appalled
naaaw
fools be stupid and living all the same thang saying the same
now that is realistic....

Thursday, August 23, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: realistic
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
and i have never met an Indian who didn't think like me on the real unless they been introduced to the caste system too deeply to ever get out of the racist trap still be the monkeys for the East with lax hair greasy looking that's what i heard too many of times for real but on the real the name calling is just a K-5 game when you never learn to move on past the sixth grade education and education never been by grades unless you a product....
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