Bootlips
Sheboon
Africoon
Buck
Monkey
Niglet
Spook
Shitskin
"Coonfestation"
"Coontact"
Jigaboo Gangsta
These are just a few of the names Black People are called, by non-Blacks "behind our backs." I found a website that describes the awful en-COON-ters they (non-Blacks) have had with unsuspecktn bug-ahhd shitskins. Yet... We aren't supposed to say Nigga/er. Because its a step back. Okay, nigga. I mean shitskin. I mean africoon. In the words of the late great Tupac...I'd rather be a NIGGA. But that's just me..
Oh, and if you didn't know...they also use "ghetto", "gangstA" and "urban" in place of nigger. Does it really make sense to focus on the use of one little ole word when there are countless others out there which are just as bad, if not worse? Shitskin? Really? Does it make sense to spend money funding a funeral and burial for "nigga/er"... When our children are suffering in low-income housing, fucked up schools, and living within a million other problems? When muhfuckas can still get away with the watered down version of nigger.. "The N-Word." I guess that makes calling me a poopskin to my face as opposed to a shitskin okay.
Nigga...get your mind right and think of a better, more productive way to spend your time and energy...rather than tell me that calling my brothaman/sistaguhl nigga is a step back. Boooooo!
Friday, June 5, 2009
NiggaPleez.
Posted by The Notorious Z.A.G. at 10:48 PM 1 comments
Labels: black history, freedom, lost, self-reflection, slavery
Monday, May 18, 2009
BathroomBreak.
Red nail polish
worn and chipped
on fingertips
that graze
bruised lips
heart and mind
slips
into the darkest abyss
a soul could ever know
Eyes search their
reflection and
attempt the
detection
of the woman
who once stood
taller than anyone
she ever knew
the truth came to
a screeching halt
at the safe side of
her bruises
the cool quiet
sanctuary was
useful only until
he decided she'd
had enough
alone time
the crime she
committed slipped
her mind
but he'd only find
another reason
to do what
he does best:
punish her flesh...
Posted by The Notorious Z.A.G. at 10:00 PM 2 comments
Labels: lost, pain, poetry, relationships
Friday, April 10, 2009
LOST
I can't find my creativity. If anyone's out there... If anyone cares INSPIRE me, CHALLENGE me... Someody spark a flame under my ass please! Lol
Love, Later.
-ZAG
Posted by The Notorious Z.A.G. at 9:00 AM 2 comments
Labels: creativity, inspiration, lost, poetry