You can't forget what you can't destroy
Rip the sheets of comfort of their privileged bodies
Let the cold hit their skin
To feel the harsh reality of life
Fed with safety and security
No longer will they be coddled by warmth
Whiteness will not save you
Your evil will be put to shame
Your secrets pushed into the spotlight
Pandering will not be allowed
We are tired of you escaping justice
Of the ability to bend the law to your will
Someone has to police you
And I will gladly volunteer as tribute
Power isn't threatening its just cowardly
To pray on the vulnerable
And feast on their need for acceptance
This is a dangerous game that my people will not play
Try not to throw a tantrum when we won't be receptive to your control
We are not falling for your indoctrination tactics
This is for the white supremacists
Who are inspired by Hitler
Who thinks they are right
And so are their views
But your ego will be deflated
With this harsh truth
The only reason you have the power of privilege
Is because of black people
Our contributions are what makes you, you
Because without us to colonise
Who's culture would you choose
To steal, to abuse
To fill the empty void that lives within you
And mask our ancestors labour by spinning it with your 'truth'
The lies you've spread that bled on our graves
Soiling the legacies left by our ancestors
The theft of autonomy of voice
A cowards choice
Taking advantage of the silence once we are dead
To feed the ignorant
Your campaign of hate
But we see through your evil and the tarnishing of our names
But you won't be rid of, not even close, not yet
Our voices you will never forget
Copyright © Layla Riley-Hill | Year Posted 2025
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