Cain’s Children in Blackfaceby Sabrina Dawkins One of Cain’s daughterscaught Esau’s eyebecause Satan was his adoptive father.Her light skin and “good hair”made the brown child of the fleshdrip saliva.He wanted the devil’s genes.The television and magazinessaid Cain’s daughters’ childrenare the most beautiful.They dance and singand are models.The Black Panther Partyputs Cain’s daughters on the TV

The African Brain of Kwame Tureby Sabrina Dawkins Son of the Serpent Cainbrought you plastic that won’t decompose,soda, which destroys you internallyand toilets that use clean drinking water:a short-term unsustainable luxury,system based on waste.The scientist Marcus Garveydid an experiment in which he studiedwhat constituted the African brainand what constituted the mind of Cain.Inside African DNAhe

The Local Drug Dealerby Sabrina Dawkins You smell of blood,a metallic odor.You belly is swollenfrom all the souls you’ve gobbled.A lack of abilityto experience shameled you to me.And, no,I won’t be one of many baby mamas.I don’t listen to Alicia Keys.I’m not “Fallin’”for a psychopathic thug.No, I haven’t glancedat your flashy carbought with souls.I keep

This is Not a Pipe and is also Not Artby Sabrina Dawkins Ted Bundy crouched,stuck at the ceilingin the dark roomas he scribbledwith a black markeron the upper wall.No pale green death appleto hide René Magritte’s face.In dreamsthey are seen as they are:The Son of the Serpentreplacedthe Son of man.

The Fruit of the Devilby Sabrina Dawkins The painting by René MagritteThe Son of Manin which a pale green appletakes the placeof a white man’s faceshould’ve been titledThe Son of the Serpent.The pale green horseis the death horse.And the metaphorof eating the forbidden fruitbrought the seed of Sataninto the world.Devil,influencing your sons’ artwithout telling themwho

The Abandoned Pet – Don’t Call It Wildby Sabrina Dawkins The abandoned petscratches at its master’s door.But the master hasan electronic alarm system nowand no longer needs a dog.The abandoned petcan’t hunt or plant.It would be an insultto call the animal wildbecause in natureall God’s creaturescan survive on their own.But the abandoned petcontinues to scratchat

The Unwitting Zombieby Sabrina Dawkins If I were a demon,the human bodya cozy house,I would promotemedia and chemicalsto loosen the locks,open the door,and kick the occupant out.Artificial foods,heroin, crack,marijuana, alcohol,cigarettes,all to help me get in quicker.We made a betdown in Georgia.I dealt the cards,provided the alcohol,candy, and powder.And you walked out,left the cards on the

Escape into Fictionby Sabrina Dawkins The witch squarehas an invisible armand an invisible wand.The bartender wore long black hair.I was looking for an escape.I saw a door covered in black.But she told me it wasn’t the way out;besides, I could movie hop.

Bill Gates is Matrix Agent Smithby Sabrina Dawkins Agent Smith is Bill Gates.Technology isn’t to benefit humansbut to replace.

The Evil Intellectualby Sabrina Dawkins Michel Foucault hatedthe panopticon,a piercing light“sharper than any twoedged sword” (Hebrews 4:12-13)to expose his criminal life.Well-spoken demonsgive lectures during the daythat justify their actions at night.