Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Dramatic Verse

Nakatomi Truth

Sayonara,
the melanin haters love saying to us
With a foot stomp  stomp,
and a wicked tone profane cuss:
“Good riddance to you,
ghetto cockroaches
400-years of your whiny fuss,
we done had enough”

In reply, 
we annoying colored critters say:
“Yippie, yippie ka-yay!”

Oppression choosers,
colonial terrorist losers,
we don’t give a Hans Gruber
how you feel
It’s a thirty generation story fall — 
We die hard,
but Nakatomi truth kills

Don’t try to mushroom sweep
our fungi pain under the spore rug
Hiroshima lies ...
Nagasaki cries ...
Internment hate you lip cancer love

We die hard,
but Nakatomi truth kills

Ain’t no Roy 
coming to our rescue,
on a white horse Trigger

No worries, tho’ ...
We die hard,
but Nakatomi truth kills

Looks like that splat 
on the ground
is only gonna get bigger

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Gershon Wolf August 9, 2018 at 10:09 PM Can't say it any better than Caren did! You are the voice of the oppressed, my friend. Kudos. ~ gw

Caren Krutsinger August 7, 2018 at 2:32 AM I love this poem, Freddie, as I admire all of your poems because you bring blatant truth to all of us, and it is admirable and brave. What you do is open eyes!