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is it just me …

or are there white people everywhere?

on every channel i switch too?

on every movie i pick to watch?

they’re every fucking where.

so guess what …

i decided i aint watching anything now that isn’t At Least a 50/50 split of white & POC.


cos i’m sick of seeing peeps that i don’t look like.

i want my mokos to see they are not the minority here.


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the right to be white?

If I was white for the day …


what would I do?

probs not wotcha think.


i’d go shopping.

1st to that little boutique,

the one that has absolutely gorgeous couture,

even though its prices are waaaaaaaay to inflated.

i’d browse.

and not be followed.


then I’d do the bank.

just the credit card pamphlets,

at my leisure of course.

i know no-one telling me

‘yah need a job for one of those’,

or ask security to stand next to me.


next I’d do lunch at that french patisserie place –

with the croissants that have chocolate in them!

i’d point to the food cabinet as many times as i like

and ask a tonne’a questions about ‘what’s that made from’;

knowing no-ones calling the manager or asking me how I intend on paying for anything here.


over lunch, i’d ring and apply for the house

round the corner

that declined me on sight.


after lunch, i’d go back to the store

that wouldn’t serve me,

asking me to wait for the ‘lady’ behind me.

i’d run up a huge purchase,

getting her to package all my unpaid goods.


and when she was done,

i’d change my mind and go elsewhere.



not big things, would I do.

not big things, to you.

call it, ‘exorcising my demons’.

the little things, that i avoid,

not being white.


and as a twist of fuck you fate,

i’d post the video footage of my day on FB,

quoting: ‘NZ is racist as fuck’.

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ignorant ass; smile

me, was in front

she, behind

me, brown

she, white

me, eyes hazel

she, eyes blue

me, female

she, female

me, well spoken

she, was too

me, polite

she, not so much

me, had credit card

she, not so much

me, lotsa tattoos

she, not at all

me, smile

she, not


“Can I help you ma’am?”


me, yes I was looking…

she, not noticing


“Not you; the lady behind you….”


me, oh okay

she, really?


“Ahhh, this lady was here before you…please wait to the side”


me, ahhh

she, no she was

me, yes I was

she, ahhh


“Well, you’ll have to wait till I’ve served this lady”


she, that’s my daughter

she, she was ahead of me

she, is it because shes brown?

she, is it the tattoos?

she, is it possibly because you are an ignorant racist?


me, smile

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