The N word that sticks to Nigga's.


I was born on the Cape Verde Islands in 1969.
There where things going on I realize now. There was 'a beat going on'. World wide brothers where fighting for independence, or were in the day by day struggle as 2nd class citizen in racist societies and regimes in the diaspora. I became part of that side of the struggle when my parents decided to move to the Netherlands/Holland in 1972 (!).
Today I hear that same beat it seams. Drums in the distance nearing day by day.
Would it be a train to the doc on our way to board a member of the blackstarliner/fleet?

So what is holding us back?
It is the N-word! I'm talking about 'No!'
The N-word that...