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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I remember back in grade school Jeffery Thompson grabbed my hand Looked me in the eyes and smiled Before he called me DAN DAN wasn't my name I was just glad to have a friend I went along and played He-he’in and ha-haw’in I thought that we were friends I found out I was a pawn To keep Jeffery entertained A cloaked enemy in arms It was like that for a while Everyday he'd grab my hand Give me an endearing smile Then proceed to call me DAN Until one day lil Jeffery Dug his fingers in my hand Contorting his mouth while he did it So I knew he wasn’t playin Saying “You’re a ing DAN” Emphasis on D when he’d say it I pulled away drawing blood He looked at my pain, Elated The look in that devils eyes As they fully dilated As my innocence was soiled His demons celebrated Another agent of the curse The wicked placed upon the royal I felt a major shift within As my blood started to boil He told me DAN means Dumb Ass A bomb detonated inside Before I knew what happened I felt my fist collide It snapped me back to reality Before me Jeffery cried Everybody came to see What was happening and why To avoid getting in trouble Little Jeffrey lied Then my homies Chance and Chad Beat lil Jeffery up outside After that experience It changed how I experienced Now I’m repulsed by hate Whenever I be hearin it Enraged by the hate They have for me in their eyes We should be mad for what their ancestors Came here and did to mine Bout the false narrative they painted While robbing Black culture blind Bout the lives they keep taking For the way that we shine And for the color of our skin This is what happens when a son of God Meets the God of Sin Now I’m weary of them certain folks With a particular tint Cause while you’re young you call me D.A.N. While you pretend to be my friend How would it be if we were older? I don’t care to find that out You can be standing in my path I’ll find a different route I’ll keep my head down in passing So I can keep the peace I know you’re calling me a D.A.N. Without even speaking
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