The Day the Kettle Called Me Black-Back
the day the kettle called me black-back,
we had some thing in common
"them drugs never lied,
and triggers don't pull them selves.
time never turned a wife into a whore,
hate never told the blinded racist minds to abhor."
Copyright © Angelo Pierre Louis | Year Posted 2012
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