Not now, nor have I ever been a
Member of remote-controlled,
Battery-operated, black bourgeois
Judas Quisling skin folk stratum …
Not now, nor have I ever been a
Member of the black bourgeoisie’s
Strong-arm Williams- Thom-ass
Clarence-led Bassackwards Tribe …
Got 0 love for Bassackwards Tribe militantly
Toasting—drunkenly saluting— Atomic Aunt
Jemima blowing up every anguished UN plea
for Ceasefire!
0 love for Bassackwards Tribe shrieking
Wildly for Raytheon’s Raven, flapping
White phosphorus wings over
Our planet, cawing, “War forever more!”
0 love for Bassackwards Tribe celebrating
Bought and bossed Capitalist Hill
House Negroz—schlepping skunk
Water for apartheid state gangsters
0 love for Bassackwards Tribe praising the
Press secretary checking boxes—
Bombing homes, hospitals and schools—
Glamorizing genocide for an embalmed boss
0 love for Bassackwards Tribe at war with us
Lunch bucket, gloved, steel toe booted-brothas/sistars.
At war with us of box-stacking, truck-loading; floor-
mopping-toilet-scrubbing tribe
0 love for Bassackwards Tribe at war with us un-
varnished, us rough-hewn
Resisters! At war with us unruly midwives of the
World where we can breathe …
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