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AFRICAN AMERICAN PROSE

CLIFF BLUE SKY AIN'T NO NIGGER
Written by R. Pieter

Turns my stomach
Blows my mind
When I hear these words
Come from my own kind
WHAT'S UP NIGGER?
Everyday that passes
Everywhere I go
Young brothers act
As if they don't know
About the history
WHAT'S UP NIGGER
Ain't no mystery
That the whip was cracked
Across your back
But I still hear brothers say
WHAT'S UP NIGGER?
As if they don't know about
Hangin from a tree
Being shit on and pissed on
For all to see
Like that really struck fear
Well, dig this brothers
We all still here!!
Despite their meetings
In the night at
The slave shack in the field
Propositioning our sisters so that
They could cop a feel
Of The greatness.
And I just hate this.
This feeling that cringes
Within my gut
When I hear brothers say
As they strut
WHAT'S UP NIGGER?
Damn kid!!
When you gonna learn?
How you were called a nigger
While they tortured you and burned
Their fiery cross of hate
And it ain't too late my brother
To start respecting yourself
And then each other.
But you seem to be comfortable
Calling me this.
This degrading word
That's meant as a dis
Like those old ass descriptions Sambo? and Boy?
You think calling me a nigger
Brings me joy?
It hurts me
It shames me
It makes me mad
How you don't seem to realize
Just how sad
It is to be referred to
Like I'm not you
Standing in front of you
A Nigger!
Is that all I am?
A Nigger?
Is that what you see me as?
A Nigger?
Is that who you are?
A Nigger?
Does it make you feel bigger?
When you pull the trigger?
Just another job
For another gravedigger
To bury a brother
Unknown without a name
Another nigger
That they tried to tame
Well, A nigger is
As a nigger does
And a nigger with a bullet in his head
Is a nigger that was.
We've gotta stop the madness
And not be so blind
Dig the tricks
While we still have time
Walk with pride
And remember those
Who were called a nigger
As they took the blows
And Survived
(And if not for them would we be alive?)
So wake up now and
Take a stand
And stop referring to me
As less than a man
Check yourself
On this very thing
Cause ain't no nigger
Can be no king
And in the future
when greeting me or another
Keep it real, like
WHAT'S UP BROTHER?

Now that's the real right there.
Been trying to tell youth that for years.
But THIS makes
it loud and clear.
AIN'T NO NIGGERS UP IN HERE!

Written by R. Pieter

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Submitted by Gregory Brown

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