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One White Friend Part 2
Lee Harris
I told her that’s the way it’s going to have to be.
That she could be my white girlfriend.
But not a white/Sista want - a - be.
Not if she planned to hang out with me.
But she was stubborn as can be and we became close friends.
Mostly it was because she was determined to learn what she wanted to know from me working
with her everyday.
She taught me how to read the white woman simple minds, taught me to be guarded of their
deceitful ways.
How I should not allow them to bring me down.
I must admit it was fun playing mind games with my white girl friend.
All the while she was trying to milk me.
I had been draining her dry.
But as time went on white woman had managed to integrate into my world.
It hadn’t matter that I kept my one white girl friend out.
Because now when I went out to my clubs;
Every sista there seemed to be with one white girlfriend.
Now, I was the minority for they had slipped in.
Even though I still wouldn’t give in.
I told my white girlfriend, go hangout with your white friends.
It seemed every time we went to a Country and Western club.
Yes I said it, that’s what we did.
My girl would take somebody's man just for fun.
Mastering her skills for the day when she could take her first black one.
As our relationship grew, several kids, jobs and a few black men too, when I took another look
around.
All I found was the integration of white women wearing the black man's crown.
That’s also when I noticed.
Only a few black women still had black men.
Seem their white girlfriends that had befriended them.
Had learned all they needed to know.
Now their one black girlfriend was the one trying to fit in.
For the white women had taken almost all of our black men.
Then I cried when I saw white men on the scene trying to pick up black women with their white
lies speaking on the views of Martin Luther King’s dream.
Now it was the brothers’ turn to give up what they knew about the sister’s and since they were
all so busy disrespecting the black woman’s view, religion and their children too.
They quickly educated the white man, about the black women’s moods.
It didn’t take long before the black men where so engrossed in the white women’s sexual view,
and living the white woman’s lie.
They hadn’t a care or clue.
As to what was happening to them and their black women too.
Now a few found out quick and that was it.
They were done with the fantasy of being with a white chick.
Seems they had seen through her tricks.
Others stuck on in thinking they couldn’t be used.
Refusing to admit they where a little confused.
Of course there were the ones no black woman would have.
Who claimed they’ve found “true love at last”.
It seemed they where the easiest, for the white woman to control, brainwash, abuse and use.
Centuries have passed.
Yet the black men still claims.
That a white woman can advance their careers, gives them pride, and stimulates their mind.
Quick to use the excuses how a white woman won’t worry them.
I sometimes wonder if black men have forgotten how to pray?
Or do they just enjoy being the joker?
The joke?
At this time and place, in this way?
I still have my one white friend and she tells me half-truths.
On what is really going on.
Between you black men and your white woman.
Yes I hear when you said.
White women stimulate your mind.
That you’re only interested in how she pampers you, spends her money on you, and her sexual
expressive ways.
Is that not true?
How she allows you to live off her, which is something you knew a black woman wouldn’t do.
So tell me my brothers’ – why the change in you?
Continue
Lee Harris
I told her that’s the way it’s going to have to be.
That she could be my white girlfriend.
But not a white/Sista want - a - be.
Not if she planned to hang out with me.
But she was stubborn as can be and we became close friends.
Mostly it was because she was determined to learn what she wanted to know from me working
with her everyday.
She taught me how to read the white woman simple minds, taught me to be guarded of their
deceitful ways.
How I should not allow them to bring me down.
I must admit it was fun playing mind games with my white girl friend.
All the while she was trying to milk me.
I had been draining her dry.
But as time went on white woman had managed to integrate into my world.
It hadn’t matter that I kept my one white girl friend out.
Because now when I went out to my clubs;
Every sista there seemed to be with one white girlfriend.
Now, I was the minority for they had slipped in.
Even though I still wouldn’t give in.
I told my white girlfriend, go hangout with your white friends.
It seemed every time we went to a Country and Western club.
Yes I said it, that’s what we did.
My girl would take somebody's man just for fun.
Mastering her skills for the day when she could take her first black one.
As our relationship grew, several kids, jobs and a few black men too, when I took another look
around.
All I found was the integration of white women wearing the black man's crown.
That’s also when I noticed.
Only a few black women still had black men.
Seem their white girlfriends that had befriended them.
Had learned all they needed to know.
Now their one black girlfriend was the one trying to fit in.
For the white women had taken almost all of our black men.
Then I cried when I saw white men on the scene trying to pick up black women with their white
lies speaking on the views of Martin Luther King’s dream.
Now it was the brothers’ turn to give up what they knew about the sister’s and since they were
all so busy disrespecting the black woman’s view, religion and their children too.
They quickly educated the white man, about the black women’s moods.
It didn’t take long before the black men where so engrossed in the white women’s sexual view,
and living the white woman’s lie.
They hadn’t a care or clue.
As to what was happening to them and their black women too.
Now a few found out quick and that was it.
They were done with the fantasy of being with a white chick.
Seems they had seen through her tricks.
Others stuck on in thinking they couldn’t be used.
Refusing to admit they where a little confused.
Of course there were the ones no black woman would have.
Who claimed they’ve found “true love at last”.
It seemed they where the easiest, for the white woman to control, brainwash, abuse and use.
Centuries have passed.
Yet the black men still claims.
That a white woman can advance their careers, gives them pride, and stimulates their mind.
Quick to use the excuses how a white woman won’t worry them.
I sometimes wonder if black men have forgotten how to pray?
Or do they just enjoy being the joker?
The joke?
At this time and place, in this way?
I still have my one white friend and she tells me half-truths.
On what is really going on.
Between you black men and your white woman.
Yes I hear when you said.
White women stimulate your mind.
That you’re only interested in how she pampers you, spends her money on you, and her sexual
expressive ways.
Is that not true?
How she allows you to live off her, which is something you knew a black woman wouldn’t do.
So tell me my brothers’ – why the change in you?
Continue