The Last Poets

The Last Poets photo

Poets: Abiodun Oyewole, Umar Bin Hassan and Alafia Pudim
Percussionist: Nilaja (Photo Doug Harris)

“The Last Poets are the seminal street poets,
whose respect has only grown as their genre’s time had come.”
—Don Williams Music Group, Inc.


Abiodun Oyewole (2008)

"On May 16, 1969 — Malcolm X’s birthday — they officially formed The Last Poets, adopting the name from the work of South African Little Willie Copaseely, who declared the era to be the last age of poets before the complete takeover of guns. After a performance on a local televison program, the group was signed by jazz producer Alan Douglas, who helmed their eye-opening eponymous debut LP in 1970. A collection condemning both white oppression ("White Man’s Got a God Complex") and black stasis ("Niggas Are Scared of Revolution"), The Last Poets reached the U.S. Top 10 album charts, but before the group could mount a tour, Oyewole was sentenced to 14 years in prison after being found guilty of robbery, and was replaced by percussionist Nilajah.

After the 1971 follow-up This Is Madness (which landed them on President Richard Nixon’s Counter-Intelligence Programming lists), Hassan joined a southern-based religious sect; Jalal recruited former jazz drummer Suliaman El Hadi for 1972’s Chastisement, which incorporated jazz-funk structures to create a sound the group dubbed "jazzoetry." Following the 1973 Jalal solo concept album Hustler’s Convention (recorded under the alias Lightnin’ Rod), the Last Poets issued 1974’s At Last, a foray into free-form jazz; after its release, Nilajah exited…"

Above excerpted from material written by Jason Ankeny, All-Music Guide 1999.
 

Read an Article: The Last Poets: Still On a Mission by DuEwa M. Frazier  

 

 

On A Mission: Selected Poems and a History of the Last PoetsOn A Mission: Selected Poems and a History of the Last Poets
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Foreword by Amiri Baraka

Paperback: 188 pages
Publisher: Henry Holt; 1st edition (December 9, 1996)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 0805047786
ISBN-13: 978-0805047783
Product Dimensions: 0.8 x 5.8 x 8.5 inches

by Abiodun Oyewole & Umar Bin Hassan

The Last Poets are enjoying a resurgence of popularity in the 1990s. They participated in the 1994 Lollapalooza tour; performed in John Singleton’s "Poetic Justice", and recently released a new CD called Holy Terror. But who exactly are these renowned forefathers of rap music? And how have they inspired a new generation of performance poets to be more profound than profane? ON A MISSION: Selected Poems and A History of The Last Poets, an affecting combination of memoir and poetry, tells us for the first time.

MY PEOPLE

My people are Black, beige, yellow
Brown and beautiful
A garden of life
with a love as sweet as scuppernong wine
growing in muddy waters
making brown babies with
pink feet and quick minds
My people warm sometimes hot
always cool always together
My people let’s be together
understand that we’ve lived together
understand that we’ve died together
understand My brother that I’ve
smelled your piss in my hallway
and it smell just like mine
understand that I love your woman
my sister and her rare beauty
is reason enough for a revolution
yes sister my honest sister
I have had ugly moments with you
but you are the only beauty I’ve ever known
Yes sister my honest sister
you are the joy in my smile
you are the reality of my dreams
you are the only sister I have
and I need you
I need you to feed the children
of our race
I need you to feed the lovers of our race
I need you to be the summer of my winters
I need you because
you are the natural life in the living
at night there is a moon
to make the Blackness be felt
I am that Blackness
filling up the world
with My soul
and the world knows me
You are that moon
my moon Goddess shining down light
on my Black face
that fills the universe
My moon I am your sun
and I shall take this peace
of light and build a world
for you my sister
Sometimes the waters are rough
and the hungry tide swallows the shore
washing away all memories
of children’s footsteps
playing in the sand
where is the world I promised my son?
must he push back the tide
and build the world
that I have rapped about
Am I so godly until I forget
what a man is?
Am I so right until
there is no room for patience
My brother Oh in brother
father of a son
father of a warrior
My brother the sun
My brother the warrior
Be the beginning and the end
for my sister
Be the revolution for our world
turn yourself into yourself
and then onto this disordered world
and arrange the laughter for joy
the tears for sorrow
Turn purple pants, alligator shoes
leather jackets, brown boots
polka dot ties, silk suits,
Turn miniskirts, false eyelashes,
red wigs, afro wigs, Easter bonnets,
bellbottoms turn this confusion
into Unity Unity
so that the sun will follow
our foot steps in the day
so that the moon will glow
in our living rooms at night
so that food, clothing, and shelter
will be free
because we are born free
to have the world as our playground
My people.

"My People" was then, and still is, one of my favorite poems. I feel I have covered the strength, the tenderness, the glory, the truth as well as an ideology that we as a people should work toward."
—Abiodun Oyewole

The Last Poets Discography

  1. Chastisment/Freedom Express
  2. The Time Has Come
  3. The Best of the Prime Time Rhyme of the Last Poets, Vol. 2
  4. The Legend: The Best of the Last Poets
  5. The Best of the Prime Time Rhyme of the Last Poets
  6. Holy Terror
  7. Scattarap/Home
  8. Retro Fit
  9. Right On!
  10. Freedom Express
  11. Oh My People
  12. The Revolution Will Not Be Televised
  13. Delights in the Garden
  14. Jazzoetry
  15. Chastisement
  16. This Is Madness
  17. The Last Poets 1st Album (1970)
  18. Get Movin’
  19. Mean Machin
  20. The Real Rap
  21. The Best of the Last Poets

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