Don't call me nigga!
Current mood: inspired
Category: Writing and Poetry

Nigga Please, Nigga! Don't call me nigga no mo'

I ain't been a nigga since I stepped off that boat,

herded like cattle, sheep, or goats,

shackles on my wrist, ankles, and my throat,

I was a captive, not a nigga...

I laboured under the whip, with a rake and hoe,

with no rewards for the seeds I sow,

broke my back so the cotton could grow,

I was a slave, not a nigga...

I escaped the south, chased by hounds,

To the promised freedom of northern towns,

but didn't expect the hate I found,

I was a fugitive, not a nigga...

I was taunted, spit on and brutalized,

couldn't see the future, for the blood in my eyes,

nothing to stand for, but still I rise,

I was a victim, not a nigga...

I saw the nation ripped apart at its seams,

As I sought equality by any means,

Couldn't overcome, but I dared to dream,

I was a revolutionary, not a nigga...

I spilled my blood in foreign lands,

On jungle floors and desert sands,

For the flag and the 'Republic For Which It Stands'

I was a hero, not a nigga...

I've been many things since I stepped off that boat,

I ripped the bonds from my hands, feet, and throat,

I've endured pains that you need never know,

So, brother please, brother. Dont call me nigga no mo'.......

written by Luther Fisher...