The White Man’s Nigger


Everyday, I sit around pondering, and I try to figure
Out how I became, the white man’s nigger
Growing up in a small, poor black town
Disenfranchised by the fact that I’m brown
Eating the white man’s food, going to the white man’s store
No wonder how the white man sees me as his whore
Watching television, both in the morning and in the afternoon
Only to see programming of myself on BET as a coon
The weekend has ended, having to go back to school
To get on that prison style bus like a colonized fool
Sojourning on the highway to this mis-educational institution
To rape my mind like a pimp in prostitution
Entering the school house to learn historical lies
Just aimlessly hoping that the time flies
So that I can go home, and disengage from society
That purposefully puts its target on me
Graduating from this place to hopefully find a career
Leaving my cultural identity, and ideologies in the rear
Hoping to assimilate into dominant mainstream culture
Only to get eaten like a dead animal by a vulture
Speaking properly while interviewing, trying to impress master
Only to get whipped, while he is telling me to “run faster”
Working hard for the man, going above and beyond in the field
While getting mentally lynched, using my brain as a shield
Overpowered and overjoyed, productive yet annoyed
By the fact that very soon, I will be unemployed
Sitting back petrified, anxious, and extremely nervous
Contemplating begging Uncle Sam to join the service
But it doesn’t matter what I do or where I go, because go figure
I am nothing more than the white man’s nigger.

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