Friday, February 11, 2011

we be polishing our glocks


There are people commenting on my daughter’s black doll all over the place. In the store, at the chemists, at the florists.
...Have you picked this out yourself? What is wrong with her, is she dirty? But isn’t she, oh my god, who gave this to you?...
What is wrong with you, motherfuckers? What kind of logic backs you up? How can you look at yourselves in the mirror? Do you hate what you see?  You want me to unleash Val on you, you want me to unchain Nikki? Motherfuckers, you just wait and see when I adopt a black child and go to court to beat yo ugly ass legally and issue papers to keep yo ugly mouths shut. 
Whatcha gon say then?

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