Whites

The whites played by black actors are getting out of bed
Stretching into yoga poses, eating their white bread
Drinking their white coffee, wearing their white masks
Reading their white newspaper, The White Telegraph

The most flagrant injustices cannot dismay the whites
They shrug at the decay of our outdated human rights
The whites played by black actors take their white children to school
Driving through safe neighbourhoods in armoured vehicles
The whites are wearing whiteface, even though they're white
The whites play their white music at all hours of the night
And blacked up neighbours played by whites hammer on the wall
Shouting "Whitey, keep it down!" to no response at all

And the whites carry umbrellas blackened by the rain
The whites have special areas set aside on trains
The whites believe in platforms, their politicians itch
To whiten up the borders and fatten up the rich

You make me want to be a terrorist, your whiteness makes me sick
With your milk-white skin, your milk-white prick
Your milquetoast mannerisms, your milquetoast art
I want to take your whiteness now and rip it apart

But the whites played by black actors are spiralling the drain
Dying out is such a bore yet living is a pain
By 2099, when the whites have all but gone
The whites played by black actors will be there to carry on