Cancel my culture, because my skin’s white?
What about your skin, you’re up in the night.
Your skin is pale, it’s whiter than mine.
Like a damn hypocrit, you stand there and whine.
You virtue signal, in your search for approval.
You gain racial credits, espousing my removal.
I’m proud of my skin, I’m proud of my race.
It doesn’t make me a racist, get out of my face.
People of all colors, are just fine with me.
We are all products of the same ancestry.
If you hate your white skin, here’s what you do.
Hold your damn breath, until you turn blue.
Don’t foist your self-hate or stupid ideology.
On someone who has studied, human biology.
We’re all the same, we bleed the same blood.
You’re a woke idiot, a pablum fed, human dud.
Your goal is dividing, with your deck of race cards.
Your white liberal guilt, leaves your life in shards.
You’re the racist monster, you see in the mirror.
Your mind is stoking all your fake racist fears.
Leave conservatives out of, your racist claptrap.
Ere your life is destroyed with your white liberal crap.
D.L. Crockett — 6/11/22