You're the kinda brother

You're the kinda
brother
that I
long for
not sexually but
to come into
my warm camp
you're the kinda
brother
that I fight
with my love for
you in-spike of
myself
you're the kinda
brother
who beat me 'bout
the head with the Bible
because
the white man in dark skin
told you that
his God was
your God and used
the rod to chain
our children
to the pew
you're the kinda
brother
who nigger me
out of my blackness
and I can not deny
my love for you
you're the kinda
brother
who bitch our
sisters for the
entertainment buck
and buck yourself
your blackness like a
pimp pushin'
wholes and queers
into the fabric of
your common
language
our ancestors
have made me
to love you
who injure us
as a people
black on black
crime is the
number one sin
forgotten by the
Christian God
you're the kinda
brother
who burns my blood
to think that you
do not know
yourself
for the true
modern American
black man
that you are
steep in the grip
of colonialism’s rules
that let you
play
sports
and entertain
with the
God given golder
voice of our race
as long as
it is empty
of the pain of
an injured people
you're the kinda
brother
who refuse the
Dogon's justification
of my God given
Settian ways
and yet
brother
I pray that someday
we will cease
our fire
and in the names
of our common ancestor
we heal the wounds
of the kinda
brothers
who still do
as this kinda
brother do.
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