Vow of Cowardice
I hate myself today,
I hate being black
I hate that I didn’t help defend those
white supremacists, who were under heavy
anti-fascist attack
I hate that I chose to silently collaborate
with those fighting to protect democracy
Why didn’t I assist the alt-right people,
who wants us to be ruled by Nazi bigotry
My inaction was so cowardly
I hate myself for that ...
I’m a coward,
I hate being black
I hate that I hid,
while they were marching in the light of day,
shouting their racist slogans boldly
I shoulda joined them,
and let them unleash their anger on me
But, I was a coward ...
I didn’t wanna get beat down,
then lynched from a tree
Black people know, we ain’t equal to Aryans
On this main issue, with white supremacists I agree
I’ve always been an Uncle Tom
my whole life
Even married me an Auntie Ann wife
Black people know we oughta do
what those angry white people say
How in the world did we get so uppity,
acting in such a rebellious way
I hate myself,
I hate my black skin
Why didn’t I help those good KKK folk
who were merely
trying to bring back slavery again
I’m such a coward
for not helping to make their dream a reality
I detest my traitorous liberty ...
I always wanted to remain a slave;
In my dark, black heart,
I know I’m not white enough to be living free
The next time,
when the white supremacists
come out in force —
I’m gonna denounce my vow of cowardice,
just wait and see ... I’m gonna bravely
approach my masters on bended knee
And let them do whatsoever they will,
even if they choose to kill me
This is my tart tongue
firmly planted in my sweet cheek
— Romantic Warrior
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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