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Sentinel Poetry Magazine January 2003
Kola Boof
Kola Boof Fraud
The White Caucasoid has a religion
He legislates who is REAL who is not
He's the mother-f I came all this way to Kill --mistaking my nilotic blood for her cold Ivory snot
when I had my first baby
When I had my first baby...his White woman expected that I would put my baby down and march with her in the streets the bloody Kotex in our hot, angry hands! She says out of her mouth... the same mouth she uses to eat with That two-faced White Bitch says to my African face: "Sister". And she thought I should put my baby down. So just imagine...how many ways she calls me racist
she calls me racist....because I don't EVER put my baby..down, who came out of the Nile between my legs, I don't ever watch my baby drown
Go get your newspapers...niggers! Yes, you...niggers in Ghana, in Sudan, in America...in London and don't let Mother Africa forget the niggerstock from Jamaica. After all, you believe in Tarzan don't you? You believe one drop makes you "White" Ain't that right, niggers? You believe the Arab and the Muslim is your brother...who looooves you don't you, niggers? Nevermind what Mommysweet told your lost Black asses. 'Cause let us not forget...sometimes you feel like a motherless child.
But if you had not Killed your own mother --then you wouldn't be motherless and you wouldn't be niggers. For of all the world's mothers, only yours...The Kola Tree...stands Stands/surely defiled...and unprotected.
Khaferi ahn Katiatak eyounSera, Naima usrah afiologo
Kola Boof Fraud Continues >>>
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