I had a white woman tell me we should unite
That we should be tight
Cus even though she's white
Our bond is the female plight
She said to me we are sisters
Can you believe this trick - ster?
That it's miss against mister
And now we are sisters?
No way are you my sis
Because you got to miss
The treatment and the diss
of being a black sis-tah
Girl you can't begin to relate
To the bull that I take
For mistakes I didn't make
Cus my tan's natural not fake
See just cus you got a brotha in your bed
and maybe even one that you wed
or even put your stringy **** hair in dreds
that still don't turn my head.
Cus see your skins still lily white
Your **** is still flat not tite
And you don't have the right
To trivilize my plight.
Black is not just the color of my skin
It's where I come from deeply rooted within
It's made up of centuries of your kinds sin
Now you want to just boldly step in???
Was your ear burnt from a hot straightening comb?
Where you called a n*gger while just walking home?
Do you have to pretend to be dumber than your boss?
Or worry that your brains would result in a job loss?
Were your uncles and cousins and brothers hung from trees?
Or were they the ones knocking our men to their knees?
You might have a slit in between your thighs,
You might have big **** and soft spoken eyes,
You might have a soft voice and bright twinkling smile,
But forget all that bullsh*t and remember all the while.
You miss trick- ster
are STILL
not my sistah!
Whats the point of being racist to the people who were once racist to us? It's ridiculous to be racist against someone because they're grandfathers and great grandfathers were racist to your grandfathers and great grandfathers. It wasn't them, and it damn sure wasn't YOU.
Whats the point of being racist to the people who were once racist to us? It's ridiculous to be racist against someone because they're grandfathers and great grandfathers were racist to your grandfathers and great grandfathers. It wasn't them, and it damn sure wasn't YOU.
You need to learn the difference in RACISM and REALITY.
If Becky wants a job and I'm the HR manager and she's qualified then she can have the job or whatever.
But to join with her as my sistah when I know she doesn't understand the life I live is totally different.
I'm 40 years old sweetie and I rode on the back of the bus, sat at the segregated lunch counters, and encountered REAL RACISM that most college students have no idea about.
As a child I saw a crossed burned on my neighbors yard because the neighbor's son studied with a white girl.
I'm by no means a racist even after what I've experienced I give ANYONE a fair chance in life.
But I do KNOW reality.
Yeah, I'll apologize if that came out as hostile towards you. I'm really just annoyed with the people who actually act like that without even having experienced what they claim to be hurt for, which definately isn't you.
Yeah, I'll apologize if that came out as hostile towards you. I'm really just annoyed with the people who actually act like that without even having experienced what they claim to be hurt for, which definately isn't you.
It's cool. I understand where you are coming from.
