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Reverse Racism?

The Yang Of The Yin

How could I become racist if I wanted to?
Would I be somewhat twisted if that were my dream?
There’s sufficient insanity established now
Among all the world’s nations. The hate we allow
To consume and divide us. Much to the extreme
Do we take differences in all that we do.

What’s it like to be human? Well, that all depends
On what color my skin is and where I come from.
This is human behavior. The ‘cream of the crop’
Notion masters the mindset. Unable to stop
The commission of hatred, we must treat as scum
Some portion of the populous. We can’t be friends.

A grand time machine is all that I’d really need.
I’d go back before there were colonizations.
I’d convince all the leaders of Africa and
All the other dark nations to occupy land
In Europe. All whites would be put on plantations
In the rice fields of China. White slaves I would breed.

Then, I would be a racist, and having come back
To the present, I would have a deep sense of pride
And aversion to others who don’t look like me.
We would joke about why ‘they’ can’t dance soulfully.
The white race as a whole would feel empty inside.
In this way could I call myself proud to be black?

Counter Oath

Propensity For Disruption

Just how much do you hate me? The evidence shows
That you most vehemently detest persons who
Are not white. Goodness! That surely does include me.
Should I contemplate the reason this has to be?
Suicides of police officers is a clue
That you hate me grotesquely. Why? God only knows.

Members of the fine boys’ clubs – the proud and oath kept –
Are like trailer park weeds clustered throughout this land.
Mow them down and they rise again with a vengeance.
Since childhood I have been trying to make some sense
Of the blustering hatred. I don’t understand
How it is such an attribute of the inept.

Don’t tell me what your oath is lest I defecate
On your words as you speak them. They are in theory
A portrait of the recent past. What can I do?
There is no form of justice that can defy you.
I am needlessly cautious. That’s no way to be.
What I could do is learn how to infuriate.

Freedom to hate is granted. It’s part of free will.
Nothing I feel or say can make a difference.
The heart that wants to be rotten down to the core
Needs someone besides itself that it can hate more
Which means that I must be conscious of self-defense.
Dangerous is the one who is anxious to kill.

The Superior Race?

Problematic Supremacy

Don’t believe what your eyes see. This man is supreme
Just because of his white skin and powerful genes.
As he looks right straight past you with only one eye
One can know he means business. He’s willing to try
To take over the country by violent means
Because he bears the right to go to the extreme.

Just what oath are you keeping, you ignorant fool?
…The one that says stupidity shall ever reign?
Then you’re making good progress but only for you.
You can shoot your damned eye out. What else can you do?
As a gun safety instructor you draw disdain.
May your oath keeping cohorts sign up for your school.

Those who preach white supremacy can you explain
How that concept can settle in your vacant minds
And then grow into hatred beyond all belief?
Why is there no other race causing so much grief?
Take a look at your own race with trash of all kinds.
If you idolize this jerk you’re truly insane.

I was given the lowdown some decades ago
From a jerk with a hair of hatred up his ass.
He warned me there’d be bloodshed. The coming race war
Is a threat that is possible if we ignore
The raw truth of the matter. This bitter impasse
Leaves us ever divided and steeped in our woe.

Persuasive Forces

The Poison Of Gossip

Clues are ripe for the picking effortlessly so
One need not even reach. They just find their right place
In the frail mental basket that leaks in the sea
Of the fertile subconscious half full of spilt tea.
The alarm must be sounded to wake up our race
Toward the war of extinction. Here’s what you must know:

Conquerors of the world all throughout history
(…The one white men are used to) had pearly white skin.
Therefore we are superior and we should rule.
May all others beneath us become our footstool.
We know killing off niggers is no mortal sin
And when we’re all united, most lethal we’ll be.

Getting to the false bottom in any dark well
Must be done in pure blindness. The blackness obscures
Bits of truth that may be caught adrift in the wake
Of the current of restlessness. What is at stake
Is our mistake supremacy. Hatred ensures
That we’re not of the kind to do lynchings and tell.

The profoundly effective ideology
Doesn’t have all that much to cause harm on its own.
What it takes is repeating and keep it hot.
Tension must not die out ‘til we get what we ought.
While embroiled in the struggle, you are not alone.
All we morbid souls earthbound were meant to agree.

A World Without Niggers

The Encumbered Dream

In a world without niggers how does life evolve?
Let me speak my mind clearly, and don’t take offense
To the off color question. Just give it some thought.
Put aside what your forefathers and parents taught.
You have lived among niggers. Let’s drop the pretense.
The disgust people feel I’m not moved to resolve.

Why does black skin upset you? Is that fair to ask?
I don’t care if it is or not, just so you know.
Who would ask such a question? Is ugliness there
In the face of the asker? Your looks scare, I swear,
To the point of gut sickness! Disgust I must show
Now that I’m fit and able to handle the task.

I don’t live in a white world without a complaint.
I must figure out why my ‘kind’ suffers so much
Because that’s all I can do. The question remains
Most important yet answerless as are most chains
That keep me in a quandary, cold to the touch.
I am glad I do not have to act like a saint.

Leave Town By Sundown

Extreme Ultimatum

Listen up there, ya varmints! We don’t mean no harm
If ya get us riled up though, we ain’t got no choice.
Darkie faces ain’t welcome in this white man’s town
So ya best just remember that. We’ll put ya down
And we ain’t gonna bulldoze ya with just our voice.
Part of all our anatomies is a firearm.

Pack yer bags and git movin’ …Don’t care if yer sick.
Tell that doc ya don’t need it. Yer goin’ back home.
Git yer lazy dark asses off our filthy streets.
Every breath of fresh air that yer stealin’ competes
With what we got available. Go back and roam
Through the jungles ya came from, and do it right quick.

Please Don’t Come To This Country! We’ve gone back in time.
Something like a big bender has made us loco.
We’ve become trigger happy. The beefing goes on
Mighty random and frequent from dusk through ‘til dawn.
We are not who we claim to be. My, does it show!
That a brave soul must tell the whole world is a crime.