Caroling Dusk/Nigger

by Frank Smith Horne

For works with similar titles, see Nigger.

NIGGER

A Chant for Children

Little Black boyChased down the street—“Nigger, nigger never die Black face an’ shiney eye,Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

   Hannibal . . . Hannibal   Bangin’ thru the Alps   Licked the proud Romans,   Ran home with their scalps—   “Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

   Othello . . . black man   Mighty in war   Listened to Iago   Called his wife a whore—   “Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

   Crispus . . . Attucks   Bullets in his chest   Red blood of freedom   Runnin’ down his vest   “Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

   Toussant . . . Toussant   Made the French flee   Fought like a demon   Set his people free—   “Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

   Jesus . . . Jesus   Son of the Lord   —Spit in his face    —Nail him on a board   “Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”

Little Black boyRuns down the street—“Nigger, nigger never dieBlack face an’ shiney eye,Nigger . . . nigger . . . nigger . . .”