THE FOLLOWING FREE VERSE POEM CONTAINS THE CREATIVE USE OF BOTH PROFANITY, AND RACIALLY CHARGED LANGUAGE AND IMAGERY. This was deliberately done by the author to make a social and political statement. Specifically, this piece may contain more instances of the “n-word” than five-minutes of a Quentin Tarantino film. Sensitive readers who might be offended by this artistic expression, may want to stop reading at this point.
These niggas ain’t free!
From niggas wit attitude
To niggas with accountants
Allen Edge once said, “I ain’t sayin’ u niggas, but u got nigga ways!”
Glorifying the badass-gangsta-nigga-mentality
Pimpin’ nigga poverty- to a dope beat!
My nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga, my nigga- PLEASE!
Archetypical niggas- WAIT,
How many niggas so far?
Including the title, and that question,
You got sixteen out of ninety-nine niggas, my nigga!
But sixteen niggas don’t add up to ninety-nine niggas.
Black Lives Matter,
What about niggas?
That last line probably pissed off some overly-sensitive niggas.
They probably thought to themselves,
Ignorant-loud-talkin’ nigga talkin’ out of turn
That nigga ‘bout to make it worse for the rest of us niggas!
Nigga shut up!
Why would a, “nigga wit’ an attitude” be polite?!
Nigga wake up and smell the crosses burning!
Niggas out here ain’t woke
Not this nigga
Not that nigga
Not your average everyday nigga
Nigga on the street
Nigga creepin’ up behind me
Breathin’ their hot nigga breath
On my post-traumatically stressed nigga neck-
Damn, if a nigga could just get some fuckin’ respect!
Niggas might not be killing other people
They think are only niggas.
Niggas with kids
Niggas with criminal justice-involved drama
Niggas with absentee fathers, and single mamas
Niggas with a bunch of estranged baby-mamas
Niggas with all kinds of childhood traumas
Niggas that look like President Barack Hussein Obama.
Wait a minute, nigga!
How many niggas is that?
Forty-six niggas, nigga!
Thanks, my nigga!
Well nigga, that’s almost half-
But it still ain’t ninety-nine niggas.
Naw, not enuf niggas
Not enuf niggas in school
Not enuf niggas in college
Not enuf niggas in board rooms
Not enuf niggas in technology
And in the “land of the Dred Scott free”
There can never be enuf niggas in the penitentiary.
We need mo’ niggas!
There still ain’t enuf niggas-
Ain’t enuf niggas in positions of power
Ain’t enuf niggas here.
Ain’t enuf niggas there.
Ain’t enuf niggas almost everywhere!
H.N.I.C. or head nigga in charge
That nigga got good hair!
Nigga looks like they could be a Debarge.
New improved niggas
Replace the same old niggas
Wannabe head nigga in charge niggas
Niggas in monkey-suits
Niggas in Paris
Niggas all over the world
Niggas coming to a lily-white neighborhood near YOU!
Nigga’s just supposed to take it, just like a good nigga.
Niggas stands up for themselves, and all of a sudden,
“THOSE NIGGAS MUST BE CRAZY!”
But not to worry, to paraphrase the Last Poets,
Niggas are still “scared of revolution!”
Black nationalist niggas
What happened to the nigga moratorium?
The nigga what?! Nigga stop talkin’ like you white!
People, especially niggas, are s’possed to stop using the word, “nigga”
As a racial slur
As a term of affection
As a noun, verb, adjective, or adverb
The word nigga is not to be uttered or heard
At nigga block club parties,
At bougie-ass nigga gatherings
Or at nigga places of bid’ness
Where unprofessional niggas
To their predominantly nigga clientele.
Yeah, whatever nigga.
Niggas always bitch.
Niggas love to moan.
Niggas can’t keep the same number, for their mobile phones
So other niggas can call them, when they’re out in streets being niggas
The only “good nigga” is a dead nigga.
Beautiful niggas who think they’re ugly niggas
There always seems to be some new niggas
Easy to handle niggas
Niggas wit attitude
Can’t explain what has happened… to niggas.
This nigga’s poem is titled, “ninety-nine niggas”
To “keep it one-hunnerd”- minus one less nigga
Because it’s got ninety-nine niggas, but my black-ass ain’t one!
FYI a nigga can comprehend the irony
of a nigga writing a poem about “niggas”
While referring to themselves as a “nigga”
but- hey, niggas is complicated!
In closing, since a lot of niggas (like myself) don’t like math,
The actual number of niggas found in this poem may vary.