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My Soul My pen is a symbol of my soul, when I write it releases the tension that is destined to inspire… To uplift and pivot your spirits, to bring a means of brotherhood and togetherness that shall not expire nor retire… Like Nasir Jones only needed One Mic…All I need is One Like… And watch me take flight, as the heavenly Father guides my hand, as I know it’s his plan, so I shall move at God Speed, with no other needs, but to believe and achieve… No weapon formed against me shall prosper, therefore I am proper… like a noun, so capitalize my Fame when it’s set and done… I already told u once, ain’t nothing new under the sun. You can keep your ma…

DAKARI JENKINS,BACK HOME FROM THE WAR,OBSERVES THE COMING STORM FROM THE WINDOW..HOWLING WIND MAKES A LONELY SOUND,RAIN BEGINS,LOUD THUNDER ECHOES..VISIONS AND ECHOES OF WAR RETURNS,AS HIS MIND BEGINS TO WANDER.RECURRING,EVERY TIME THE HE HEARS THE SOUND OF THUNDER.OUT IN THE STORM,DELUSIONAL,IN HIS WAR UNIFORM, BACK INTO BATTLE HE IS COMPELLED...FALLEN SOLDIERS EVERY WHERE,,EACH LOUD BOMB IS A KNELL..LOOKING FOR HIS BATTALION ,WHERE ARE THEY,HE BEGINS TO PONDER//.RECURRING,EVERY TIME HE HEARS THE SOUND OF THUNDER..WAR ROCKETS,MISSLES SHRIEKING,THERE SMOKE SHADES THE MOON.ENEMY TROOPS COMING,HE AND HIS BATTALION HIDING ,IN TRENCHES,CONFINED,AS…

It’s not about what they have when you meet them, It’s about what you can motivate them to be. Some others, a partner will do what is needed to keep them but that can't begin till we start, Some just need a glimpse of what can be and income and potential are true enemies. No, I ain't down for a mate that can't or won't pull his weight, but let’s keep it real, How many others really know how to elevate? I mean help others meet their goals. Help another excel no matter how old. How much doubt does it take to crush dreams? How many females are meeting broken brothers because no other female help them or just crushed their dreams,…

A collection of more than 100 poems, equally divided between two generations of African-American women spanning more than 10 years of work. Mother/daughter poets known as Straight Out Scribes poet about a full range of subjects in this anthology. Reviewers are welcome. Mud Cloth Roots is available on Kindle, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and other online platforms.

At every fork in the road on your journey to successful living, there are many distinctions to be made. One such distinction to be reckoned with is the line between what you ACHIEVE and what you RECEIVE. While there is never any uncertainty about what you receive, the same is not true with what you achieve since many people go through life filled with doubt about their achievements. An achievement is the personal nourishment of your individual worth whereas receivership is merely the reassurance that you exist. Once you make the discovery of which is which, you will be able to understand the intricate synchronization between probabilities and possibilities, knowing which…

Racist. White. Have. Gathered. ,Their. Leader. Speaks.. Its. A. Good ,Thing. For. Us. Black. People. Do. Not. Listen. To. Malcolm. X,Principles. Of. Kwanzaa. Or. Black. Wall. Street.. Dividing. These,People. ,Organizing. Black. Genocide. Always. Our. Plan. ,With,Cocaine. And. Guns. Let. It. Be. Done. By. The. Black. Man..,We,Bring. Guns. Cocaine. In. Black. Communities. ,,So. There,Can. Be. Street. Gang. Murders ,Crack. Houses. Around. Every,Corner. Black. Man. Creating. Children. Without. ,Being,Caring,Concerned. Fathers......Black. Church. ,Their. Ancestors. Religion. They. Themselves. Have. Demise...Black. Christians. Have. Embraced ,Our,Image. Of. A. White. Jesus. W…

Centuries. Generations. On. Africa. Land. ..Its. Roots. Deep. Beneath. The .Sand. ...Upon. It. Africa's. Sun. And. Rain ,,Strong. And. Tall. It. Stands. .......

WILL THERE BE A BLACK MAN ON CHURCH SUNDAY/THAT WILL SPEAK AGAINST BLACK PEOPLE SPIRITUALLY BEING LED INTO DISARRAY/ WHEN THE CHURCH BELL LOUDLY RING/WHEN THE BLACK MAN WALKS IN/SEEING ELDER BLACK FOLK ,CHILDREN AND WOMEN/,AS PREACHER PREPARES TO SPEAK,AS CHOIR SING////WILL A RIGHTEOUS VOICE HAVE A CONFRONTATION/ASKING THE PREACHER,WHY BLACK PRESENCE IN THE BIBLE NOT A SERMON,WAITING FOR A EXPLANATION//JESUS BIRTH ,THE CRUCIFIXION,THE SCRIPTURE INFORMATION/BIBLE DOES NOT SAY, JESUS HAD BLUE EYES ,BLOND HAIR,HE WAS CAUCASIAN/PREACHER SHOULD NOT PREACH 10 COMMANDMENTS AND DAMNATION/BECAUSE OF LUST, MONEY GREED, HE HAS E…

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Last. Winter. She. Came. Into. My. Life,My. Life. Changed. Like. Winter. Becoming. Spring.. As. The. Birds. Joyfully. Serenade. Spring,My. Beloved. For. Her,A. ,Love. Song. My. Heart. Sings. We. Always. In. A. Loving. Embrace. Always. Smiles. When. ,We. Kiss. Each. Others. Face. -Beautiful. Flowers. Are. -Blooming- Everywhere. My -Beloved. To. Her. Beauty. The -Flowers. Cannot. Compare... As,. We. Walk. Together,Birds. Butterflies. Enjoying. The. Flowers,The. Trees,Spring. Sun ,Beams. Through. Within. Us,Warm. Bliss. From. A. Love. So,Deep. And. True... . As. We,Walk. Feeling. The. Warm. ,Spring. Sun.. . Like. The. Spring-Flowers Our. Love. Continues. To,Bloss…

Laini Mataka - One Powerful Poet! 0 As I was updating the website I came across this poet. Much of her poetry touches on issues we've been discussing lately.

HE IS NOT INVOLVED, WITH COMMUNITY PROBLEMS,SEEN BY HIS OBSERVATION. UNSPOKEN BY HIM,THE REASON FOR HIS GETTING INVOLVED HESITATION.HE SEES, THE BLACK ON BLACK COMMUNITY VIOLENCE ANNIHILATION..HE SEES ,THE WHITE, SUPREMACY ORGANIZED BLACK COMMUNITY DEVASTATIONS..HE IS A BYSTANDER WITH PROTEST AND EQUALITY DEMONSTRATIONS..HE IS UNCONCERNED ABOUT, COMMUNITY CHAOS,HE DOES NOT USE DRUGS,BUT IT MIGHT AS WELL BE A MIRAGE, OR HALLUCINATION...SOON,WILL HIS MIND AND SOUL MAKE A TRANSFORMATION/. OR BLACK COMMUNITY PEOPLE WILL HE ELUDE,PREFER SOLITUDE AND REMAIN IN ISOLATION..WITH BLACK VERSUS BLACK,WHITE POLICE PURSUIT OF BLACK MEN, LIKE THEY WERE PREY,WHAT IS …

I just published a poetry book on Amazon called Harlem Nights and Footstep Blues. The paperback version is available only on Amazon. The ebook version is on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Apple iBooks, Smashwords, Kobo, and Blio. Link below: http://www.amazon.com/Harlem-Nights-Footstep-Julius-Jamaal/dp/0997172606?ie=UTF8&qid=&ref_=tmm_pap_swatch_0&sr= Harlem Nights and Footstep Blues is a poetry collection consisting of 65 poems. The poems are separated into 11 distinct sections that tell their own story while still fitting into the overall story of the collection. Although not limited to African American influences and content, the collection is ver…

Kanye compares himself to poet, Maya Angelou. Kanye West is stepping back into the limelight — and bringing his ego, too. The "Heartless" rapper took to his blog Monday and announced his return to the studio, reports People.com. West, who has laid low since hijacking Taylor Swift's acceptance speech at the MTV Music Video Awards in September, promised to "bring you the best I have to offer with the same dedication that Kobe [bryant] has on the court." The star continues, "It's funny how so many rappers get worse as their careers stretch out, but true poets get better." West writes that he wants to follow in the footsteps of giants like Maya Angelou, Nina Simon…

NIGHT FLAVA, SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC IS PLAYING..ROMANTIC LOVE WORDS TO EACH OTHER WE ARE SAYING...ANTICIPATION FOR EACH OTHER, WE BOTH SHOW..MIDNIGHT LOVE, IN THE MOON LIGHT'S GLOW..SUMMER RAIN SLENTLY FALLS UPON OUR NAKED EMBRACE. .COMFORT AND JOY SHOWN FROM THE SMILES UPON OUR FACE..THE SENSATION, THE VIBRATIONS, GROWS AND GROWS.MIDNIGHT LOVE , IN THE MOON LIGHT'S GLOW ....DEEP PASSION,FROM WITHIN BRINGS A NATURAL HIGH..SO LOUD THE MOANS,SO SOFT THE SIGH..DESIRED LOVE WITH EASE, NICE AND SLOW..MIDNIGHT LOVE, IN THE MOON LIGHT'S GLOW...TO AND FROM EACH OTHER WE RECEIVE .TO AND FROM EACH OTHER WE RELIEVE....LOVE MAKING, LIKE SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC, A PEACEFUL FLOW...MIDNIGH…

When. Each. Day. Does. Begin. Leviticus. Pettigrew. Looking. In,The,Mirror. Hates. His. Race,,And. Dark. Brown. Skin. .He. Wish. There. Was. A. ,Magic. Potion. To. Bring. A. Race. Changing. Transformation. ..So,He,Could. Live. In. A. White. Community. With. Race. ,Segregation. .. He. Would. Have. A. White. Girl Friend. With. Blue,Eyes. And. Blonde. Hair. He. Would. Proudly. Take. To. ,White,Communities. Everywhere ...The American. Dream,Pursuit. Of,Happiness. He. Could. Obtain...Be. Away. From. Black. ,Communities. Racism,,Despair. And. Pain....

IF CHRIST RETURNED,HOLY GHOST IN HUMAN FORM,WITH A NON WHITE HUE//.WHITE MAN,THE PERPETUAL SINNER,WHAT WOULD YOU DO///./YOUR SUPREMACY BIBLE,BLOND HAIR,BLUE EYES,YOUR CHRIST ESSENCE..CHRIST APPEARING NON WHITE,WOULD YOU DOUBT HIS PRESENCE/./FOR CENTURIES,YOU ORGANIZED WARS,SLAVERY, YOU WOULD DESTROY ALL MANKIND TO SAVE YOUR OWN..BELIEVING ONLY YOUR KIND WOULD GATHER AT THE HEAVENLY THRONE//IF CHRIST RETURNED NOT WHITE,WOULD YOUR CHURCH BELLS RING/. FOR HIM,WOULD YOUR CHURCH CHOIRS JOYFULLY SING.///LOVE AND COMPASSION SERMONS,FOR HIM,WOULD THAT BE YOUR CHURCH PREACHER'S VOICE.//WILL THE TRUMPET SOUND IN YOUR SOUL,WITH OTHER RACES WILL YOU REJOICE//.IF CHR…

I ran into poet, author, Heru Ptah at the Brooklyn Book festival on Sunday. Now Heru has been published by a major publisher, he has appeared on HBO's Def Jam, and he was book writer for the Broadway Musical Hot Feet. He has accomplished a lot. But he is still "grinding" like a self published author. Walking the fair hand selling books person to person. This is the way Heru was discovered, hand selling books on a NYC subway. He sold a book to the publishing director of MTV Books and got a "mid-5-figure" book deal. Some authors, after getting a book deal stop self promoting (assuming they ever promoted their own work at all). You can't stop--especially if…

Meet me at half of pi That’s 1.57079632679 Square units from our starting point It’s half of a moon Half of the distance that it takes For my eyes to encounter yours Half of the time spent letting true love find me When all I had to do was meet true love half way If only Pi would have meant more to me When I was a Geometry test taker With no real equation to apply The rationale of it all Now I sit here Carefully examining the equation D = 2r Which, if calculated correctly Displays the midpoint between you and I If this circle that I speak so highly of Was reshaped with precision and care It would morph into something so…

IMAGING,OUR VOICES TOGETHER,WE COULD BE STRONG AND PROFOUND..INSTEAD, SILENCE LIKE FALLING SNOW IS THE,REALITY, SOUND...BLACK PEOPLE,EACH DAY,EACH HOUR,EACH SECOND.,LIKE A WINTER SEASON IT SEEMS..SO DARK AND SO BARE LIKE NAKED WINTER TREES...THE ADDICTS,SELF DESTRUCTION,THERE ARE THOSE WITH WITHERED SOULS AMONG US...THE FIENDS,SABOTEURS, GANGSTERS,THAT WANT OUR RACE TO BE TOWARD A EXODUS...BLACK LEADERS,WATCHING THIS,SOME IGNORE,SOME RETREAT, OTHERS FLEE..SO DARK AND SO BARE LIKE WINTER NAKED TREES...THE RIGHTEOUS BLACK FOLKS WHO ARE CHURCH SUNDAY BOUND..SINISTER PREACHERS HAVE THEIR SOULS MORE WITHERED THAN THE LEAVES UPON THE GROUND..SOULS DRIFTING LIKE SNOWFLAK…

It Is. Time. For. Black. Unity. Time. To. End. The. Slave. Mentality. A. ,New Year. Has. Begin. In. Black. Communities,Is. There. A. Few. ,Courageous. Black. Men??There. Needs. To. Be. Voices Of. Self-Determination. And. Purpose. What Holds Us. Back Is Us... Time,For,Black Genocide To End. In Black Communities,Is There. A,Few Courageous. Black Men?. The. Black. Youth ,Encourage. ,Them,To Embrace. Knowledge And Stay In School.. Teach ,Them,The 7-Kwanzaa Principals. Time For. Uplifting. Communities,To,Begin. In. Black. Communities. ,Are. There. A. Few,Courageous. Black. Men...?

WITH EACH NEW DAY THAT HAS BEGUN.HER SOUL AND MIND BLOSSOMS LIKE LILACS,GERANIUMS AND CHERRY BLOSSOMS THAT GREW IN THE SPRING AND SUMMER SUN...SHE NOT LETTING THE AUTUMN GHETTO CONFINEMENT REALITY GET HER DOWN..EACH DAY SHE BLOOMS LIKE THE MAGNOLIAS,VIOLETS AND DAFFODILS IN SPRINGTIME,THAT BLOOMED FROM THE GROUND..LIKE AFTER WINTER, WITH SPRING NATURE IS REBORN...AMONG THE GHETTO COLDNESS,HERSELF SHE REDEFINES AND TRANSFORMS..HER AMBITIONS AND DETERMINATION BLOOMS LIKE THE JASMINES AND PETUNIAS THAT IN SPRING BLOOMED ALL AROUND..SHE NOT LETTING THE GHETTO COLDNESS AND SELF DESTRUCTION,HAVE HER ,LIKE THE AUTUMN LEAVES,FALLEN AND WITHERED UPON THE GROUND..WITH THE …

After Military Choir Sings Patriotic And Religious Songs,Black Bugle Player Plays Taps,Beneath Cloudy Skies.As Silent Rain Falls Upon Lieutenant Chester Brown"s War Weary Eyes. At Arlington Cemetary,In Flag Covered Coffin A Fallen Black Soldier Body Lies.Afghanistan,Bombs Everywhere,Missles ,Road Side Bombs,People Hiding And Running.Bodies And Buildings Burning.Lieutenant Chester Brown Holding Fallen Soldiers Wife As She Weeps.Wondering If The Fallen Soldier"s, High School Age Son Will Gun Down By Racist White Police In The Streets.Black Soldiers Risking Their Lives For World peace,Protecting This Country,And Trying To Bring Freedom To People Of War Desolate And Distress…

1600's. Kidnapped. Africans. Chained,Shackled. Forced. To. Be. Slaves,We're. In Motion. Slave. Ship. Jesus. ,One. Of. The. Slave. Ships,That. Crossed. The Ocean. Christian Slave Owners Bible,Scriptures,We're Tortured Upon Our Ancestors ... Slaves,With,A Sincere Heart And Fear ,Obey Your Earthly Masters... Black People Have Embraced Slave. Owners Christian Religion For ,Generations.. Present Time Black People Are In Mental,Spiritual,Bondage ,Like Our Ancestors Were In. Bondage,On,Slave. Plantations..... Black.Christians. Embraced. Slave,Owners. Religion. Of. Christianity. Then. Protest. About. ,Unequality,Racism. From. White. Sup…

Pettus Akiens . Proud. Of. His. Family. Slave. Plantation ,Haunted,He. Is. Not. Believing. . At. Night. Among. The. Slave ,Cabins,Something. Lurking. ,He Has. A. Feeling. ...Inside. A. Slave ,Cabin. Silent. ,Then. Blood. Drips. Down. The. Walls,Voices. He. Hears,Strange. Language. Their. Speaking. ..Slowly. Appearing ,,Slaves. In. Chains. And. Shackles. ,Slave. Corpses Skeletons ,He. Is,Seeing...Their. Moans,Weeping. ,Shrieks. He. Is. Loudly. Hearing....The Rattling. Of. The. Chains,,Slaves. Loud. Weeping ,Shrieking. Him. It. Is. Torturing. .On. His. Knees. He. Crawls. Out. Of,The. Slave. Cabin. Running. Down. The. Street. Screaming. Anc,Shrieking...

Church. Sunday. They. Preach. Avoid. Sin. These. Corrupt. , PREACHERS. Have. Evil. Within.. No. Holiness. Wickedness,But,Religion. They. Speak. They. Cannot. Take,You. To. A. Righteous ,Peaceful. Place. You. Seek...Buying,Cars,Mansions, Stealing. Church. Money. They,Thrive. Not. Caring. About. Those. That. Struggle. To,Survive.. .They. Speak. By. God. They. Are. Anointed..By,Lucifer. They. Are. Appointed...Black. People,In. Church,In. Spiritual. Bondage,Eyes. And. Mind. In. Detain....Almost. Equals. The. Enslavement. Of. Our. Ancestors,They. Were. In. Chains.....

BLACK MEN, YOUR CHILDREN YOU CREATED,WHETHER FROM LOVE MAKING PLEASURE,OR BRIEF SEX ENCOUNTER,YOUR CHILDREN,TEND TO THIS GARDEN ,THAT YOU SEEDED,/LIKE THE SEEDS NEEDING RAIN,SUNSHINE TO GROW,CHILDREN,ENCOURAGEMENT ,LOVE,NURTURING,WHAT IS NEEDED//LIKE THE SEED GROWS TO A PLANT,THE BOY GROWS TO A MAN.WITH GUIDANCE, STRONG AS TREE HE CAN STAND,/LIKE BEAUTIFUL COLORFUL SPRING FLOWERS THAT GREW./ THEIR JUST AS BEAUTIFUL WITH THEIR BLACK SKIN HUE..WITH EDUCATION AND KNOWLEDGE,THEY LIKE FLOWERS CAN BLOOM.HAVING INNER STRENGTH,FAITH ,THEIR MINDS WANT BECOME WITHERED,BECAUSE OF WHITE SUPREMACY EVIL,BLACK VILLAINS,LEADING THEM TO A CELL…

This poem was sent to Huey Newton in 1971 by a supporter or fellow Panther. An African mind with black people at heart; my mind is to(o) heavy for America to take apart. Bobby Seale is free; Ericka Huggins is free; Huey P Newton is free; Connie Tucker is free; Soon Angela Davis will be. Now I feel the liberation of me(the masses); I can feel the vibration of liberation. Hey black man you see these tears in my eyes. Hey black man you see these tears rolling down my cheeks!! It's a cry of black beauty. The cry of black beauty is revolution. I can feel the vibration …

Midnight. In. Th. Antebellum. Grove. ,Elderly. Racist. Preacher. J. W.-Bryant. Wallace -Hears. Loud. Moans. Near. Cypress. Trees. -Horrified. He. Sees. Black. Men. Hanging. From. Trees. A. Black. -Vengeful. Spirit. Speaks. ,You. Organized. The. Hanging. Of. Many. -Innocent. Black. Men. In. The. Rain,Sunshine. And. The. Moon's Glow -Into. This. Hanging. Tree. You. Will. Go. Hang. Them. You. Spoke -With. The. Noose. And. Bible. In. Your. Hand. Knowing. They. Were -Innocent. Each. Black. Man.. To. Watch. Their. Burning. Flesh. The-Demonic. Crowds. Did. Grow. Into. This. Hanging. Tree. You. Will. Go..-Their. Blood. Dropped. In. The. Tree. Roots. And Upon. The. -Leave…

In New Orleans, There Is A Memorial For Slaves, A Chained Cross, With Shackles Upon It. Remembering The Slaves ,That Were Chained, Shackled ,Naked Kept In Pens Before They Were, Auctioned And Sold. Slaves That Were Beaten With Whips, When They Did Not Do What They Were Told. After Slaves Separated, Slave Parents Trying To Escape To Their Child, Again To Hold. Slaves That Died From Disease And Those Deliberately Left Outside In Winter Cold. Slaves That Escaped And Traveled The Underground Railroad. Slaves Hearing About Nat Turner Rebellion, Beaten And Murdered If They Were That Bold. Slaves That Built New Orleans And Picked The Crop That Growed ..In New Orleans, Memorial …

Dr. Joseph S. Spence Sr. Receives Literature Nobel Prize! FOR IMMEDIATE PRESS RELEASE: POINT OF CONTACT: Trilogy/Epulaeryu Poetry, Milwaukee, Wisconsin. ORIGINATOR: Trilogy/Epulaeryu Poetry, Milwaukee, Wisconsin, September 28, 2020. SUBJECT: Dr. Prof. Amb. Joseph S. Spence, Sr., Receives "Nobel Prize In Literature Award!" Congratulations, Prof., Amb., Dr. Joseph S. Spence Sr., on receiving the "Nobel Prize in Literature Award." PREVIOUS AWARDS: Dr. Spence has received numerous awards in the field of literature and poetry worldwide for his participation and excellence. Some are as follows: Appreciatio…

EASTER MORNING,PERPETUAL SINNER OF A CERTAIN COMPLEXION,UPON EASTER DAY..READING FROM HIS BIBLE,HIS IMAGE OF CHRIST ON DISPAY..BELIEVING THAT BLESSINGS ARE FOR HIS KIND ALONE,PORTRAYING LOVE,FOR, CHRIST ON THE CROSS...WITH DEEP EVIL LURKIN WITHIN,CREATOR OF THE WORLD'S CHAOS...IF FROM A HOLY GHOST MIST, A BRONZE CHRIST RETURNED..FOR HIM, WOULD YOU DESIRE AND YEARN.../.FOR HIS RIGHTEOUS TOUCH,WOULD YOU REACH/...SCRIPTURES FOR HIM WOULD YOU SPEAK...WOULD YOUR CHURCH BELLS JOYFULLY RING//.WOULD YOUR CHURCH CHOIRS JOYFULLY SING./////KNEELING DOWN,WOULD YOU CONFESS YOUR RELIGIOUS WICKEDNESS,TO THE NON WHITE CHRIST YOUR EYES PERCEIVE//OR IN …

I will be publishing a book of letters, and I’d like to give you a taste of the letters that I’ve compiled. All feedback is appreciated. I took the long way home just so that I could take the scenic route into your soul. On my way, I caught a glimpse of loneliness as I passed through the supplemental vessels that run wild. Then I came to rest at the upper left side of your chest. I felt a sense of love and warmth as our hearts became harmoniously synchronized. I stayed there a while - until I felt your heart beat faster. To keep the pace, I traveled up and down your spine; slowed you down; made you blush; confused your mind in a good way. Then I …

POEMS from the last two days by Kola Boof: *Kola The Snow Man You looked at me and laughed..... I got up from the snow (melting). You made me. _________________ *Laughing In Window Doing Dishes I recently hugged you.....thoughts.... like I gave birth to you..... feeling U my son/U my daughter/U my love. I feel good. ________________________ *Fingering Pearls Laughing with champagne toe to toes on an empty bank account. We got it like that. _____________________ "Rod" I don't love the Husk. But the more I caress it; the gentler his heave beneath. _____________________ *Unt…

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I will be publishing a book of letters, and I’d like to give you a taste of the letters that I’ve compiled. All feedback is appreciated. I took the long way home just so that I could take the scenic route into your soul. On my way, I caught a glimpse of loneliness as I passed through the supplemental vessels that run wild. Then I came to rest at the upper left side of your chest. I felt a sense of love and warmth as our hearts became harmoniously synchronized. I stayed there a while - until I felt your heart beat faster. To keep the pace, I traveled up and down your spine; slowed you down; made you blush; confused your mind in a good way. Then I …

Preacher. Cleavon. Baldwin. Wrote. The. Words. To. A. Sermon-For. His. People. To. Hear. Christianity. Has. Enslaved-Black. People. For. Over. 300-Years.. Black. Communities. ,Poverty,Impoverished ,Inequality From. Racist. White,Evilness.. To. Their. White,Christian. God. Their. Evilness. They. Will. Never. Confess..Slave. Owners. Used,Bible. Scriptures. To. Justify ,Slavery. Our Ancestors. Raped,Beaten ,Whipped,Murdered ,Lynched,Forced. Upon. Our. Ancestors. Was. Christianity... Racist. White. And. The. Bible ,Their. Interpretation . Has. Black,People. Embracing. A. White. Blond Hair,Blue. Eyes,,Jesus. For. Salvation.. .The-Jewish. Catholic. White. Christian ,Ha…

How do you like the 60’s? What you are seeing now was about 10 times worse—war, uncertainty and a racist outrage every day that left you feeling angry and helpless (and that you often took out on other Negroes, not Tha Man) Why do you think folks was rebelling. S*** was going DOWN! I know I make my name and claim to fame by being raucous and controversial—but the other day when I saw the photo of Venus Williams with her butt out I realized this is really getting to Negroes. It is very important for you to breathe. To exhale. You go around madall the time and it will kill you. GET MAD! Then chill. And while you are chillin’ think of how …

MYSTERIOUS, LIKE THE SEA,EMOTIONS OF THE SOUL//LOVE LIKE THE WAVES AND, TIDES,CALM,STORMY,UPS,DOWNS,WHEN LOVE TAKES HOLD..UPON THE SHORE I WALK ALONE.BACK AND FORTH TO THE SHORE,THE TIDES BRING THE SEA FOAM...ABOVE, GATHERING ARE STORM CLOUDS..FLOCK OF SEAGULLS SOUNDING LOUD...BROWN PELICANS AND BLACK SKIMMER BIRDS CURIOUSLY WANDERING.. BEHIND THEM , MY RESTLESS THOUGHTS, I'M PONDERING...WATCHING THE RESTLESS WAVES UPON THE SEA...MY LOST LOVE LINGERS SHE HAUNTS ME..REMEMBERING THE PASSIONATE EMBRACE, THE WALKS UPON THE BEACH..LOVE'S LOST LONELY AFTERMATH, IS A NEW LOVE BEYOND MY REACH..WAVES RISING HIGHER,HIGHER, AS I STAND...MY S…

INNER CITY,THE GHETTO,PLACE NEAR UJIMA LANE...BLACK MEN HAVE GATHERED UNITY THEY HOPE TO OBTAIN.NORTH,SOUTH,EAST,WEST WITHIN THIS COUNTRY THEY ARE FROM..ORGANIZING A BROTHERHOOD OF BLACK MEN, THE REASON THEY COME..SALAAM AND HUJAMBO TO EACH OTHER THEY GREET.GIVING IDEAS FOR THE COMMUNITY THEY SPEAK..MALCOLM X PICTURE,THEY OBSERVE UPON THE WALL, .AS THEY SPEAK OF HIS ONCE STRONG VOICE, FROM THE PICTURE,THEY HEAR HIS VOICE BECKONING A UNITY CALL./FIRE APPEARS IN HIS EYES WITHIN THE FRAME.HIS PRESENCE THE PICTURE SEEMS TO OBTAIN...ONE MUST HAVE A MIND OF REVOLUTION THE VOICE FROM THE PICTURE SPEAKS..SPIRITUAL AWAKENINGS,SPIRITUAL JOURNEYS ,ANCESTRAL KNOWLEDGE ONE MUST S…

What Is A Dream .Deferred? Does It Dry Up Like A Raisin In.The,Sun?Or Fester Like A Sore- And Then Run? Does It Stink,Like Rotted Meat? Or Crust And Sugar Over-Like A ,Syrupy Sweet? Maybe It Just Sags Like A Heavy Load. Or Does,It Explode? By Langston Hughes. Think About Black,Children In This Country ,Racist White Police,Black ,Street,Gangs..,Can They Have A Dream With White Supreamacy,And,Black Chaos,. Street Gangs ,Irresponsible,Parents...

I. Am. George. Floyd, You. Brother. Is. George. Floyd,Every. Black. Man,Black. Woman. And. Child. Is. George. Floyd. Racist. White. Police-Each. Day. Hunting. Black. People. To. Murder. And. Destroy.. Their-Hatred,,,For. Us. Is. Each. Day And. Every. Minute. Only For. Their -Own Race. They Are Passionate..White Police Are Racist,Evil,-Before- They Put On Police Uniforms.. Racist Evil Taught To Them-In. Their Young Years After. Being Born . Black People Have ,Always. Had. To. Stand. Together To. Survive. . Again. Black. People,Have. To. Come. Together With. United. Voices. For. Justice. To-Thrive....

Inner City,Christmas Eve Night,Soon Church Bells Will Be Ringing. Christmas Day Sunrise,Preachers Preaching The Nativity,Choirs,Singing. .Inner City ,Housing Projects ,People There,Christmas Spirit Within Them ,They Do Not Contain. Because Of The Hardship,Poverty And Pain. Black Mothers,Try To Make The Place They Dwell A Home. .Because Of Absent Fathers ,They Raise Children Alone. Rejoicing And Singing ,They Are Not In The Mood..For Their Children,,Few Presents,If Any,Not Much Food..Some In Their Homes Have Christmas Trees. Children They Know ,Few Gifts Or None They Will See...Preachers,Talk About Faith And Being Blessed...Preachers,Motivated By Greed, ,Buying Cars And…

He. Has. So. Much. Stress. And. Drama. Because. Of. His. Many,Children. And. Baby. Mamas ..In. Different. Cities. And. ,Different. Courts. .Forcing. Him. To. Pay. Child., Support......Always,,In. A. Pimp ,Player. Attitude. ..Never. In. A,,Responsible. Mood. ...He. Is. In. The. Court. Room , ,Another. Paternity. , Test ,,Again....With. A. Different. Woman. ,If. He. Is. The. Father. ,This. ,,Baby. Will. Be. Number. Seven.....

Those. Ancient. Slave. Cabins ,A. Evil. Evil. Wicked. Place. ..Our. Ancestors. ,Forced. To. Be. Slaves. ,Were. Tortured. ,Raped, ,Murdered. , By. The. Evil. ,Wicked. Terrorist. White. Racist. ..These. Slave. Plantations. Our. Ancestors. Were. Unable. To. ,Escape. ..Those. That Did. ,Were. Able. To. Feel. Freedoms Embrace. ...

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Eve Hall's poems (Still, Majestic, Resolutions) have a way of getting to the elemental heart of a thing. This poem continues that theme, albeit in a sadder context than her other work. The nature of the discord is instantly clear to the reader, and the sense of sad narration is palpable. It's Over By Eve Hall There is no love left in this house. Our house is not a home. It is full of shattered dreams, Bad memories Wasted hopes Too many lies Lonely days Tearful nights Hopeless tomorrows And bitter yesterdays No flames of life Only the flicker of Goodbye. © Eve Hall 2009 www.voxpoetica.com

DOWN SOUTH BENEATH THE SOUTHERN SUN.THERE ARE MANY SLAVE GRAVE YARDS THAT HAVE BEEN NEGLECTED,FORGOTTEN AND ABANDONED..AROUND THE SLAVES GRAVE YARDS,THERE ARE SPANISH MOSS COVERED TREES..AROUND AND UPON THE HEAD STONES,DEAD LEAVES..BRIAR,DEAD GRASS WITHIN THE GRAVE YARDS,NO FLOWERS BLOOM. ARE THE SLAVES IN HEAVEN'S LIGHT,,OR IN DARKNESS ENTOMBED//ARE THE SLAVES SPIRITS TOGETHER OR IS EACH ALONE//ARE THEY IN CALM SILENCE,OR DO THEY WEEP AND MOAN/THE SEASONS,DAY AND NIGHT,RAIN AND SUNSHINE,THE LONG HOURS/NO ONE BRINGS THEM PRAYERS OR FLOWERS....DO THE SOULS OF SLAVES RISE TOGETHER AND BEGIN WANDERING/…

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