State of Mind

This poem was written after major debate and discussion with a black friend of mine who insists on propetuating sterotypes, racism, and hatred against his own race. Sad.

 

State of Mind

I'm white

and I never used the word.

It was the one time

my father

hit my brother in the face,

open-handed.

He told him,

"You just don't use that word!"

He scorned him for not knowing:

"That all men," he said,

"Were created equal."

You're black

and you tell me brothers,

from your neighborhood,

are n*****s -

despite my protests

for a kinder word.

You tell me,

"N****r is a way of life."

You mock me for not knowing:

"All blacks," you say,

"Use the n****r word."

You tell me n****r is not a color -

it's how a person acts.

You're not a n****r, because you hold a job,

don't beat your woman,

raise your own child.

Yet you teach your children

to use the word.

I'm white

and I never used the word

before I met you.

So now,

I tell you,

"N****r is a state of mind."

Reviews

[Leon Agnew]

Wow, very nice, very impressive, with just enough offensive touch.

[Erin Lee]

ROFLMAO! no, not who you think! HA!!!!! but that's FUNNY! i think my point with this is if you don't condone racism, why propetuate it.... know what i'm sayin?

[Danny Anthony Schromen]

interesting my dear... i could take a wild stab at which friend you are talking about... nice job