culture slave

culture slave

A Poem by winter;lyra

called earl he told me the n word
is a word for slaves
and i know it's true because i'm a n****r too
not a tool though
so when i hear the name i don't turn around and mood
not a fool so i do make myself aloof
all that goes outside my roof
so i don't pull the gun and make a scene
because believe it or not
that s**t ain't not in my genes

saw the cop in the street
mopping up the hood with the hand of state
risen from a fatherless table
prisoner is a thug with an attitude
and aptitude for evil born from abuse
doubtedly though
saturdays would be enough nurture
to put tyrone off the grind
off that whip of that devil
but surprise, that's the culture in disguise
my house, my peers, my bread, my church
need to shut my eyes and ears just to find some light

© 2019 winter;lyra


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Added on February 24, 2019
Last Updated on February 24, 2019