The raggle-taggle discontents speaks
mired in envy and wounded by jealousy
rolling in pain and hurling projectiles of bile
sidewalk beggars in talent-less frames limp along in miseries
majority ignoramuses  pallid in contemptible dire insignificance
heralding choruses of the hate and self-loathing inherent of low ranks
vacuous minds on crutches become low rent bullies on acid tripping
frantically throwing invisible punches from their ghetto minds
puerile twaddle from stunted white carcasses in searing pain
what hurt more than ethnic and exotic progress and affluence
what galls more than the intelligence of the exalted blacks
how dare them be better and do better than lowly opaques
who killed, cheated and lie to clutch historical ascendancy
and has done all to lustfully cling on to ill-gotten gains
this is a fight to the finish to destroy other's' progress
the pathetic attempts to wreck havoc and chaos
to smear and stain, to tarnish, vilify and erase
all the First man from the crucible of Africa
in blazing strength and glory attained
and after giving life to all others
his living sustaining race must
never again have eminence
for it's only those in the cold
that invented all and built
and became thieves
and killers and
despots of power
and so it should
remain for them
and their sad
offsprings
the successful, able and capable black male
has always been a treat and a challenge
a direct descendant of the First man on earth
embodying the true originality and copy of all men
carrying the living spirit and real power of creation
They look at mahogany and quake at it's awesomeness
In envy and jealousy they plot and huddle to destroy
It has become their life-long obsession, it consumes them