The wh*Te dogs charge at me
I grab my gun
I start to shoot wh*Te dogs
They are shot and fall before me
My gun runs out
I unsheathe my sword
I start to cut wh*Te dogs
They are slashed and fall before me
My sword breaks
I raise my fists
I punch wh*Te dogs
I kick wh*Te dogs
Their bones break and they fall before me
The wh*Te dogs flee
The smoke clears and I look around
I see the wh*Te dogs I have slain
Mountains of wh*Te dogs
I look at up and the sky
I can feel my fallen BLACK brothers looking down on me
I smile
One day I will join them in the next life
In AFRIKA
But not today
For the wh*Te dog still lives