That white bitch stole my daddy1
Don’t try and tell me it ain’t true2
I saw her do it3
Every day sneaking her into my momma’s house 4
Trying to freshen his clothes so we couldn’t tell5
But I knew6
Before anybody else I knew something wasn’t right7
You see as the youngest and most devoted to 8
My father 9
I watched him more closely than anybody. 10
I wanted to make him proud 11
I would follow his every move12
Once I chugged down a jar of jalapeños 13
Just so I could get used to the taste, 14
Just because I knew they were his favorite15
That burning sensation in my throat as they went down. 16
And when he saw what I did he gave me17
The Heimlich maneuver so that the pepper wouldn’t 18
Burn holes in my seven-year-old body19
He gave me several glasses of milk and 20
Let me eat my favorite vegetable: 21
Extra large marshmallows! 22
And there lies the fucking irony of that situation 23
Everyone knows that I was lactose intolerant24
and marshmallows aren’t a food. 25
They’re sugar 26
Therefore he feed me poison under that 27
façade of being my friend28
I threw up for nine hours 29
and spent too days in the hospital. 30
You don’t get it yet do you? 31
What have marshmallows and milk got to do with it32
They’re both fucking white33
Just like those whores who raped my family 34
Of everything we had 35
Their creamy hands got onto my family money and savings account36
The bitch convinced my father to break into my college fund37
Her trails of deceit ran all through our house 38
so we had to leave39
The smoky white lies 40
she spun latched hold of my daddy 41
and wouldn’t let go. 42
I don’t give a fuck if I’m overreacting 43
If I ever see that bitch 44
I’ll fucking put bullet through her head, 45
Chop her into the little pieces smaller than she is,46
And dump her in a heavy duty dumpster bag, 47
Just to having once taken out the garbage 48
before being asked to! 49
I remember the first day He told me about her. 50
Why our family was gone 51
Said that if it hadn’t been for her 52
mommy would have to work more 53
and at least54
He no longer brought her into the house. 55
He ran his fingers down my face telling me 56
it was ok. 57
"Everything will be ok."58
I tried to tell him.59
“No daddy it’s not ok. You’re sick! The white skin, three pound 60
slut is tearing the family apart 61
You won’t stop her 62
why can’t you just stop 63
why can’t you say you’re never gonna see her again! 64
Why Why 65
Why?” 66
I was seven again but instead of jalapeños 67
it was a broken heart, 68
And instead milk 69
He poured their white ass lies down my throat70
And to makes things sweet 71
He stuff me full of their false promises72
In hopes I would be too full to argue 73
Again he was killing me74
I tried to understand 75
I wanted to be able to love her too76
I wanted to be able to hug my father cry into his shoulder77
But I can’t get my arms around those…78
Those women............79
Things 80
That destructive addiction 81
That white chalk explosive 82
All of them crowd around him 83
In a cloud of ash and pain84
I hate them 85
For what they did 86
To my home, my life,87
My daddy 88
I hate who they are89
And everyone who smells, acts and looks like them. 90
I hate y’all mutha fuckers too91
Cause those white bitches stole My daddy. 92
It their entire fault! 93
The meth-od of their treachery,94
A crack on the glass table, who pretend to save 95
but heroine is never a game96
I look at my father now he says he’s clean97
Hasn’t seen those women in three years. 98
But you have to calculate how long he’s been with them 99
before the taint is gone. 100
That’s nine years plus, 27 birthdays he’s missed, 101
And the 3 thousand dollars that have gone down the drain. 102
Then subtract the two years he was in the clinic, 103
Square that by four months of remission and 104
You might get the sum total 105
of all the pain those bitches 106
caused me107
You might understand the hurt108
That fills my heart every time see those white women 109
And the destruction that they continue to 110
Reek in other people’s lives111
Amazing how a sniff of coke, a mouth full of meth, and a vein 112
of heroine can change a persons view, 113
Forever.114
Author notes
Just. No this is not derogatory in anyway. My great grandpa is white. I just noted the actual COLOR of cocaine and meth. Not the Nationality! Thank You.
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Comments
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This is very good. For the longest time I thought that it really was women but then I figured it was cocaine, crack, ect. Great job and good luck in my contest!


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I enjoyed how the color white's archetype was completely opposed in this poem.
Nice job.


