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Thursday, June 4, 2009

Stereotype

Nigga..Nigger. I do not usually use the word. But today I decided I would embrace it. I will be a Nigga, even if it makes me a Nigger. I will allow Nigga/Nigger to be my best friend and my enemy. My brother. I will be Colored. Look at television sets, even they agree. Without a little color shit is simply boring. I won't be a Nigger and feed into your stereotypes. But I will be a Nigga. I am a man. Muddy Waters said that. A man of color. A Nigga. The inventor of rock and roll. I am a nigga. I am a warrior. My light skin compliments my dark eyes and hair. My Nigga genetics make it possible for the sun to cast a shadow off of my muscles. My Nigga genetics make me a natrual fighter. My Nigga genetics make it possible to have you pick me for ANY sport.... Then you find out I am only a poet with no siblings.. Nigga..Nigger

"Jones, you're not black. You can't get mad because we say it"

Thats what triggered this. I am not black. Is that the reason even watching renactments of racist crimes make me tear up. Or the fact that MLK puts me to sleep. I find my self nodding my head and raising my hands as if the speech is not 45 years old. I am a man of color. On who feels pain.
I can't get mad? Honestly, I laugh at it. I stopped letting stupidity piss me off when I became man. So when I smile. I am not laughing with you. I am laughing at you... I know you look at me no different. I know I am just another "Nigger" to you. I know that when I turn my back you mumble it under your breath... Just like you say it behind your brothers back. I know why... You are intimidated. You want my skin. You want my dark meat. You want to be a part of something that worked to get where it is. You want to walk in my shoes. Play soldier in my position. Have sex with my sisters. You want to celebrate Obama. You want to claim/disclaim Micheal Jackson. It is a sad truth that racism has engulfed the minds of a vast majority of today's society. It is also a sad truth that that same majority has faltered to stupidity. It has become a way of life. It is a disease. I can't get mad.. I don't you humor me. You wave that sword. That weapon. You carry it and you use it. You live by it. "When you live by the sword, you die by the sword."

-iJonesy