The Black Pig

Poem By Ehab Khalifa

Kill me because I'm black
Slay me with a blunt knife
Set fire to my corpse
Put it in a black sack
In front of my black wife
When they come to ask after me
Tell them the black pig died
If they wanted to see my corpse
Tell them it's by the sea
Let them come and see
But only at night they will see
Justice will be there waiting for me
It may give me another life
Then I will meet him again
He will kill me again
He will slay me again
He will set fire to my corpse again
He will kill me one thousand times
He will commit one thousand crimes
He believes it's his right
Because he is white

Comments about The Black Pig

This is a sad poem, Ehab. Nicely written but speaks of the unwarranted bias of our time

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