Best Darkie Poems

Light minded people say I’m an uppity darkie
They color me bad, 
with a black face, felt pen Sharpie
Vanilla voices downright don’t like
the audio sounds of...

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True beauty defined by that which is isolated 
The loathe for that which is natural. 
An internal abhor, despising her vivacious soulfulness. 
It is the...

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Can she see
the beryl words I keep
hidden inside?

Precious words I want to say,
but I’m too
darkie me shy

I cover my cocoon feelings
with an awkward “hi”
Whenever she...

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Ex Drover, me

As the cleaner sweeps the street,
And the saddle leather squeaks,
cos he's riding ol Darkie,
an his mind is with the herd.
He remembers the cold...

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I rode shotgun
		with someone
who look just like me

Had the same skin color
			as far    as I 
could steering wheel see


I rode shotgun
		with a...

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Goshen ghettofied,
born and bred
Yeah, I’m the teen darkie
with the big nose
and the nappy head
Rolling with my homies
on an asphalt bounce,
with the music on blast
Yeah, we’re...

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A racist white man’s vehicle broke down
in the middle
of the blackest pride side of Motown

He scratched his red neck double chin 
in Appalachian drawl dismay;
perplexed...

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A blot they want to wash, detergents do not work
Ineffectual, institutional and cover ups a stir
Excuses abound, squirming hierarchy found 
"Its just a darkie, why...

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Out of the hills of St. Catherine and the plains of Linstead 
emerge a warrior princess…
A victor not a victim of her circumstances, struggles or...

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Third level CCTV audio recordings
of the last occupants illegally departing the 
quasi-safe, Area 4, Sector 9 quarantine zone
— Seventh vol. of the Ghetto Chronicles 


We...

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(Tucker’s Wet Dream!)

It seems ‘twenty-four/seven’ Republicans choose
to subject us, our nation to “Screw O’Clock News”
as if Truth’s all that exits their Trinity holes!
What they say...

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Was born to be a mule,
got barn weaned in the August hay
Didn’t know ev’ry next day
was gon be like my first Labor Day

My Louisi-Ana, ebony...

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Just another siren roadkill:
A low-down, 
rabid raccoon resisting arrest
at high noon
A feral noted asphalt death

So says the official pol-pol report
In a Terminator monotone
was the desk...

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Mother England surrogated me
And O her white breast was sweet
Honey on my tongue muting misery
While banana trash tied my feet

She stripped me naked in her...

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Little lemmings,
beware of the Yukon yodel
Don’t ear swallow the Arctic shiny yellow
Fake eureka disclosure: It’s jingle hollow
So, enamel blowflake please,
place not your panhandle hope
in Ivory...

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