Friday, January 27, 2006

Die; Nigger, Die(2).

A wind of change blew, producing a new
breed with a new creed
For whom dieing for freedom was
the be-all and end-all.
When King reigned, the rabble bubbled
with hope
And Klansmen quaked from fear of the
X factor.
Alas, they were cut down in the prime
of their lives.
Die, Nigger, Die
To die is to live
To die for freedom
Is to live forever.
How many niggers must go the gallows
for the sake of freedom?
How many niggers must sip from goblets
of hemlock?
They died for you to breathe the air
of freedom,
So you could walk freely on the streets
with heads held high.
And even though the white anglo-saxon
protestants will never elect
a black president,
We all know that the colour of God
is neither white nor black.
Die, Nigger, Die
To die is to live.

Die, Nigger, Die(1)

DIE, NIGGER, DIE!(1)
Long ago when brothers walked
on the streets,
'Twas like swimming in a crocs-
infested sea.
Skinheads and klansmen pregnant
with negrophobia,
Made the city unsafe, thus compe-
lling the slaves to run for cover.
Cries of "die, nigger,die" rent the
hate-filled air.
Heads were battered and limbs
severed,
And blood flowed on the altar of the
abominable idol.
Emasculated were brothers of
yore,
And chastity belts sisters always
wore.
Both were denied the pleasure of
the flesh;
And auto-eroticism became the only
route to sexual ecstasy.
When we commuted by bus, packed
like sardines in a tight corner,
We were social lepers polluting the
plane of human existence.
When we walked on the streets, with
heads bowed in servility,
We were the underdogs.
And nigger was a bad name given
to a man's best friend:
Niggers, beware of the sons of men;
They hate those who love them.

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