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One White Friend Part 3
Lee Harris
It’s OK,
You soon will be crying when she’s done with you.
A woman is a woman despite her race.
And a real woman will only take a man shit.
For so long, before she’s done with him.
You pretend to know what you’re doing huh.
A few more of you will be coming back real soon.
I’ve seen you cry, over your white women’s lies.
And the fact, that she’s still not just boning you.
My white girl friend enjoys boasting to me.
About how easy it’s been controlling ALL of her black men.
The power she feels.
When they shake and crumble under her obsession and at her will.
Black men you’ve not thought about it at all.
My brother, your white woman is still some white man-child.
Ok, I’ll give it to a few of you.
Who believe true love you may have found.
But I hope you’re willing to pay your dues.
See black and white makes gray.
Your children are the only ones who’ll have to pay.
For the games you’re playing today.
Society determines their future.
And they have no interest in what you’ve produced.
They rather do away with them and the both of you.
I’m still listening, to what you say.
You’re creating for us a new and better race.
Places where blacks and whites can all get along?
Still your new race is unaccepted.
And our black children still suffer today.
You mean to say that’s OK?
My brother, this is really nothing new.
Just ask your elders I’m sure SHE can tell you.
Remember back in the slavery days?
The white man did the exact same thing as you, a race of babies that were rejected and spent a
lifetime in fear.
Of being found out that their mother was a black lady.
The white man did this for his own selfish reason.
Now my lighter skinned people this ones for you.
What did you inherit?
Where’s the land your white ancestors left you?
Even back then it only meant that you where either a house nigger or a fielded nigger.
My brothers now asks yourselves this question for me.
Which nigga does she consider you to be?
The rhyme of this story goes on.
When you found out your white lover had taken ‘everything’ of yours.
And now she was gone.
No, that wasn’t the end because she sent you her best friend.
And now two years later, it’s happening to you again.
Then a call comes in and you’ve learned.
That your best friend has been crying all day.
He just can’t comprehend.
Why after giving his white woman everything.
She keeps doing his friends.
Then you hear your phone beep.
It’s from another one of your boys.
Who just found out during his divorce?
That it stated on the DNA report.
That the child he’s been supporting for the past fifteen years.
Isn’t his, but yours.
Still you both forgave her.
Cause she taught you how to lick like a dog and beg.
Remember when she made your toes curl up.
And you bragged about it.
Tell me?
Was it worth your self-respect, your dignity, and your pride?
I think not.
Since now I’m going to mention about the few.
That’s been hurt the most.
These brother’s can’t find their way back home.
They now have begun a new mind game.
They call it ‘controlling the white women to do as they are told.’
You can laugh.
I did, until they spoke of their anger towards black women and their relationships with white
men.
How she’s making it difficult for them to train the white woman when black women are out with
their white men.
And in clubs that are slated, only for black men with white women.
How the black woman needs to remember her history and know her place.
And be more supportive of her black men.
But wasn’t it my black brothers’ who left their black women?
Disrespected her and abandon their black children in hopes to produce a “lighter and more
beautiful child?”
Forgive me if I’m wrong.
But it wasn’t the black women who left you.
It was YOU the black men.
Who left the black women for their one white girlfriend?
Now as a black woman I should be mad at the white women.
But I’m not.
I expected her to attempt to destroy my race expected her to be all up in my face tying to take my
place.
That’s been the white man's plan since the beginning of time.
But I am disappointed in you, my black men.
The black men who showed no remorse.
Nor feel the need to beg for my forgiveness.
Nor plead for me to let you back in.
You were quick to throw a white woman in my face disrespecting the women of your own race.
Treating us like second to none at best.
If the Kings and Queens, descended of slaves, who died for you could return.
I often wonder what would they say and do to you.
And knowing your evolution came from their sweat and tears.
What could you say to them?
I could only imagine what they must think of all of you.
No, this is not the end.
For you see my black people.
Until we learn to stand strong and stand together.
It will happen to us again.
Watch out for your neighbor’s.
The Korean’s are moving in.
Lee Harris
It’s OK,
You soon will be crying when she’s done with you.
A woman is a woman despite her race.
And a real woman will only take a man shit.
For so long, before she’s done with him.
You pretend to know what you’re doing huh.
A few more of you will be coming back real soon.
I’ve seen you cry, over your white women’s lies.
And the fact, that she’s still not just boning you.
My white girl friend enjoys boasting to me.
About how easy it’s been controlling ALL of her black men.
The power she feels.
When they shake and crumble under her obsession and at her will.
Black men you’ve not thought about it at all.
My brother, your white woman is still some white man-child.
Ok, I’ll give it to a few of you.
Who believe true love you may have found.
But I hope you’re willing to pay your dues.
See black and white makes gray.
Your children are the only ones who’ll have to pay.
For the games you’re playing today.
Society determines their future.
And they have no interest in what you’ve produced.
They rather do away with them and the both of you.
I’m still listening, to what you say.
You’re creating for us a new and better race.
Places where blacks and whites can all get along?
Still your new race is unaccepted.
And our black children still suffer today.
You mean to say that’s OK?
My brother, this is really nothing new.
Just ask your elders I’m sure SHE can tell you.
Remember back in the slavery days?
The white man did the exact same thing as you, a race of babies that were rejected and spent a
lifetime in fear.
Of being found out that their mother was a black lady.
The white man did this for his own selfish reason.
Now my lighter skinned people this ones for you.
What did you inherit?
Where’s the land your white ancestors left you?
Even back then it only meant that you where either a house nigger or a fielded nigger.
My brothers now asks yourselves this question for me.
Which nigga does she consider you to be?
The rhyme of this story goes on.
When you found out your white lover had taken ‘everything’ of yours.
And now she was gone.
No, that wasn’t the end because she sent you her best friend.
And now two years later, it’s happening to you again.
Then a call comes in and you’ve learned.
That your best friend has been crying all day.
He just can’t comprehend.
Why after giving his white woman everything.
She keeps doing his friends.
Then you hear your phone beep.
It’s from another one of your boys.
Who just found out during his divorce?
That it stated on the DNA report.
That the child he’s been supporting for the past fifteen years.
Isn’t his, but yours.
Still you both forgave her.
Cause she taught you how to lick like a dog and beg.
Remember when she made your toes curl up.
And you bragged about it.
Tell me?
Was it worth your self-respect, your dignity, and your pride?
I think not.
Since now I’m going to mention about the few.
That’s been hurt the most.
These brother’s can’t find their way back home.
They now have begun a new mind game.
They call it ‘controlling the white women to do as they are told.’
You can laugh.
I did, until they spoke of their anger towards black women and their relationships with white
men.
How she’s making it difficult for them to train the white woman when black women are out with
their white men.
And in clubs that are slated, only for black men with white women.
How the black woman needs to remember her history and know her place.
And be more supportive of her black men.
But wasn’t it my black brothers’ who left their black women?
Disrespected her and abandon their black children in hopes to produce a “lighter and more
beautiful child?”
Forgive me if I’m wrong.
But it wasn’t the black women who left you.
It was YOU the black men.
Who left the black women for their one white girlfriend?
Now as a black woman I should be mad at the white women.
But I’m not.
I expected her to attempt to destroy my race expected her to be all up in my face tying to take my
place.
That’s been the white man's plan since the beginning of time.
But I am disappointed in you, my black men.
The black men who showed no remorse.
Nor feel the need to beg for my forgiveness.
Nor plead for me to let you back in.
You were quick to throw a white woman in my face disrespecting the women of your own race.
Treating us like second to none at best.
If the Kings and Queens, descended of slaves, who died for you could return.
I often wonder what would they say and do to you.
And knowing your evolution came from their sweat and tears.
What could you say to them?
I could only imagine what they must think of all of you.
No, this is not the end.
For you see my black people.
Until we learn to stand strong and stand together.
It will happen to us again.
Watch out for your neighbor’s.
The Korean’s are moving in.