by Nicole Tricoche

Absence of blasphemous

I remain anonymous

Forever victorious

I am blackness


There is nothing humorous

There is nothing new to this

At the government I stay furious

They reject my blackness


Not even Pythagoras

Could add this

Iím blackness


Iím ancient nautilus

I am supreme blackness


NYPD canít catch this

Not subject to nigger-I-tis

I dwell in blackness



To Mr. Volpe-No access

You have received no justice

You shouldnít be here to read this

This poem defecates on your face

You are a human disgrace

Exile to the Island of Blackness

Back men will hunt you-ravenous


I pack my blackness

As my gat-Guess

Would I pass the test?

I will not stress-

I will kill them with a 357 named Blackness


I am not to be used for target practice


Respect the earth   and    my     



Blackness by Nicole Tricoche

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