Thank you cancer

Thank you cancer

Thank you cancer

for turning my father from a bloated man

to a bloated corpse

before he could drop another vote

for averting one great sin of a father

that could be visited upon this son

for giving me one less link of DNA to that ocean of hate

to those minstrel shows he would perform for the family

drawing characters from the humans who had to work under him in hot warehouses

or the lectures about how climate impacts culture

or how the dark people breed so much and care not for their children

or never punishing me for saying ‘niggers and spics’

but punishing me for smoking pot

Without cancer all of that hatred would still produce karma on me

thank you cancer for exploding out of his white bones and tearing through his white skin

for turning his chest of hatred into a mouldy mass of black cottage cheese

for a little justice with execution

and please, dear beloved cancer

work rapidly to clear more of these monsters

i offer my own body to you

if you can clear North America of the white master race