Truth About Poetry. (Ongoing)

And the news reporter says "Jesus is White"

And the news reporter says " Jesus is White "

She says it with a smile on her face, like it's the most obvious thing in the world,

so sure of herself,
of her privilege,
her ability to change History,

rewrite Barbies to make them look like her.

She says it the same way Politicians say racism no longer exist,

The same way Police Officers call dead black boys thugs,

The same way white gentrifiers call Brooklyn home.

She says it with that American accent.

Her voice doing that American thing.

Crawling out of her throat reaching to grasp on to something that does not belong to her

and I laughed to myself.

What makes a black man a black man?

Is it a white woman's confirmation?

is it her head nod?

is it the way she's allowed to go on national television and auto correct the Bible

and God himself tell him who his son really was?

What makes a black man a black man?

Is it the way reporters retell their deaths like fairytales?

is it the way they cannot outrun a bullet?
How can she say that Jesus was a white man when he died the blackest way possible?

With his hands up.

And his mother watching.

Crying at his feet!

Her tears nothing more than gossip to the news reporters of profits and documents.

With his body left to sour in the sun!

With his human stripped missed black remember that?

How the whole world was saved by a black man?

By a man so loved by God, he called him Kin, called him black?

now ain't that suspicious?

ain't that news worthy?

ain't that something worth being killed over?

Crystal Valentine

This has nothing to do with my personal beliefs it's just areally good poem that criticizes the Fox news reporter that said Jesus was white.