N That Is Not My Name Or Word Poem by Joalisa De Jesus

Was it real,
Or just my imagination.
I was walking down the street,
When I witnessed a confrontation.

White boy shoulder bumoed,
He must of been in a rush I figure.
My mind changed as he shounded,
Watch where you going Nigger.

shockwaves went through my body,
When that N word hit my ear.
But the black boy kept on walking,
As if he didn't hear.

The next day, I ask the black boy,
Why wasnt he offended.
He said when he looked at his birth certificate,
Nigger wasn't in it