Black Poetry : BLACK HISTORICAL TYME POETICLY

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    Tyme we show our poetic flavor
    to the history we now savior
    let's flow in a historical way
    droppin lines dat we may lay
    and open eyez to da world
    from da black ink n' quill on canvas


    I wanna feel ya flow let history shine and glow
    I gotta taste ya flava of mental maze
    I wanna see ya pen sting and blaze
    let this 09 year rise poeticly poets
    do it and now let's flow it

    scribe on our great history any way u like
    hit da page with lovin delight of flyte
    take it to da stage and rock in mental waves
    vibe and express flow and confess
    do poet's & poetess what u do best !!!
    do our history so great just
    .



    Let this thread prove and pave our way as writers / poets / scribers & thinkers
     
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    Does Justification of Humanitarian intervention permit the use of moral love to the people of color
    A Question asked mindfully and often answered yes !
    From da blue skies or good heavens was born a pure delight in the form of a sister worrior Queen Lola.

    She became the black wiz of magical hope in justice of P.O.C
    saluting her stand points of views the spirit of her living legacy ring loud and clear upon us
    while we net work for unity and understanding
    brother & sisterhood united as P.O.C

    She transpired the gift of love upon her people who have been cursed by racism/poverty and
    held captive in mental slavery without a voice or choice of power
    she mastered time and energy heart and soul wit a great need of webing her people
    took on the greatest of evil crossing sinners and there notions dat was against her good morals she
    stood the task and tides beyond remorse wit a flava of her own mix that proven
    herolism
    where DESTEE.COM was born for our voice of freedom and speech destee later saw more
    need as she reframe herself building a
    community of knowledge and wisdomize blackz
    as they commonly came together under one hub she enforced and instill da beauty
    her work for the black mindz of people of color cross the global world is defined
    as Ms.Intercultural of empowermental goals and bringing together P.O.C and black awareness
    Destee.com has taken place and shape beyond compare at great speed
    she is known as LOLA aka DESTEE aka CEO and
    Ms Destee.com Honored the
    HUMANITARIAN AWARD

    2009
    of uplifting / supporting / loving and outstanding achievement
    for the cause and people of color
    building and molding such impire of network.


    As our HISTORY runs deep!
     
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    LOADED GUNZ in Amerikka
    black historical twist

    Now we have the weapon of defense
    will we use it wit common sense
    or display it on blackness and against

    Will we sho it and let it sing
    pop all chambers so that it ring
    or will we keep it for protection

    See dat loaded gun u now tote
    is da weapon throughout history smoke
    legal lines poeticly was wrote

    This not a toy or some joke
    but i'll lives displayed for broke
    da tyme has come no more revoke

    Too many been shot down
    by racism and da supremacy clowns
    in deep struggle and poverty towns

    Da kkk / nazzi / skinhead bound
    til the rise of black awareness was found
    now we aim our scoop on high ground

    To fight america society junction
    sho how we now blaze wit a function
    to break da ties of whitewashed mindz

    Our loaded guns we shoot won't body kill
    but ring da sound our vioce instill
    that will lock down on whiteys supremacy will

    Our bullets is the knowledge we now seal
    and da wisdom we shoot that's real
    da mindz are loaded as a full course meal

    We came here as slaves by force
    it wasn't our africaness of choice
    had no rights or a voice

    In this land of no liberity
    no blackz are truely really free
    inside this place of sad society
    where we still work and slave see

    Evil dollar rule this country
    but a change we now come to be
    fearless leaders standing mentally
    against the power of surpremacy

    We now tote da weapon of defense
    but will we use it wit common sense
    or use it against our own awareness

    Black people , people please
    talk to me while i'm on my knees
    about to pull the trigger as i squeeze

    To ring out from my soul
    be heard loud and extremely bold
    that we as people will never fold
    no matter how hot or even cold

    We builded this land from our handz and feet
    countless hours of never sleep
    whips and chains against our skin meat
    throughout da pain our bodies meet
    so many died working to defeat

    Our today's ammo can break down da wall
    where destruction and ruling makes da call
    all we need is our loaded guns (bang! bang!!)
    ring out mentally wit our atomic bombs

    clashing wisdom of what we know
    blasting from da knowledge our mindz has sto
    mixing up this battle we can control da war
    wit our unity of united loaded guns we sho

    6 shooter / P-shooter /2 shooter / shotgun or bomb
    look out americkka here we come in blackness
    out of slavery into our awareness
    it's not a death threat but my voice ready and set
    to squeeze da trigger and release

    Blood will spill yet not by our hand
    but from da will how blackz mindz has exspand
    and because we now taking a stand
    dat will kill u because u don't understand

    U ask how what when and where wit flare
    now u showing dat u care and stare
    but to late we tote wit care
    loaded guns this we now bare

    We have crossed into every maze
    smartly/politicly/sportly/humanly wit glaze
    we are no longer in this daze or being faze
    we no longer locked upon ya rotten cage
    but we move in movement not in rage
    our mindz of truth has set da stage

    AMERICA.......we have all the mind tools
    u nolonger will pose da power to rule
    we have our guns of self power
    we pose our mental free will strong
    we nolonger is tis sorrow hour song
    we can take it even if stone

    we have faith and united a unity
    we now taking back these communities
    we now tote loaded guns of blk beauty
    we even learn through self schooling
    teaching history of our culture / heritage
    this is our fate da great escape from bondage

    AMERICA........beware of blackness
    the stillness of da night
    da darkness when there's no light
    as we rise to extracise our rights
    we now fight from da legacy of legends
    Loaded Gunz in Amerikka


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    never before have so few
    owed so much to so many
    & they still lie and act as if we
    owe something to that un-orthodox jew on the penny
    when he,
    never freed not one of our people
    he lost his first election, so to win his 2nd
    he promised "change" for the slaves to make the playing field equal
    hmmmmmm
    anyway, we all should know that no man or law can free you
    from studying our own
    even that caucus mountain liar Louis Leachy will tell you who was first
    after digging up and studying our bones
    they probably got somebody here right now
    studying our poems
    what's right is right
    and what's in fear, get's left back
    God Almighty's Grand Unified Theorum
    now you have to respect that
    just a reflection of what was
    so now we've come full cycle
    now all of our mathematical questions can be answered
    especially the contradictions in the holy Qu'ran & Bible
    in order to return to our own
    we have to eliminate the nonsense
    take it or leave it alone
    they said eliminate the contents
    then we can step back
    and gradually re-unite our sub-concious with our conscience
    stop getting teary eyed when you hear about an illiterate man who was told to "icra" (read)
    in a cave or the decisions of a pilot, first name poncius
    but don't seem too shed no tears
    when we speak about the slave trade
    you wanna hear what i hear or see what i see
    try meditating by a slaves grave.............

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    in the shortest month of the year
    we get together to try and verbalize the times
    since in the other 11 they ish on our intellect
    to try and de-fertilize our minds
    it wasn't in 1619 but rather 1555
    on a ship named "Jesus of Lubank" when the first slaves arrived
    with 64 years of brutal treatment in between
    but you know how this ******* lies
    some blacks still get mad at the use of the word *******
    that's what they called themselves in Virginia, you know the man with the whip
    so while we're on our knees waiting for "jesus" to return
    let me ask, are we waiting for a man or the ship?
    so now you know what hides behind
    door's number 1, 2 & 3 of the $64,000 question
    symbolism is his language
    the tv not the priest, his true portal for confessin'
    even thru all the abuse
    they couldn't break us with the nuse
    that's why they try to take advantage of our youth
    before our children reach the age, to take advantage of the truth
    read, "countering the plan to destroy black boys"
    by jawanzaa kunjufu
    my mother made sure i read the series front to back
    at the age of 12, arming me with the knowledge most of us should be used to
    causing electromagnetic waves to flow daily
    giving the ability to pull words out of the air like a bluetooth
    similar to the power
    of our ancestors who used the drum
    messages heeded by the wise
    but meant to confuse the dumb
    they were born in paradise
    many of us can't even picture that
    but if you've ever seen the sun rise or set near a body of water
    you just got a portion of your picture back
    you see the trip across the atlantic in shackles
    was suppossed to break 'em and make their minds sub-par
    but soon as they touched down, bodies riddled with pain falling to the ground
    tears streaming down their faces, some of them with their last breathe still mumbling Allahu akhbar,


    Brother Info © 2009
     
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    Is'e don't care if'n massa hear me pt. 9


    ya knows, it's beenz a whilz sinci'n is'e benz rounds de'se here parts. my legs still functionin' buts i ain'ts spry as I used ta be, i can still get's up an' whip a li'l tail if'n yas catch my driff'....

    i'se came back frum da past ta tellz you'ze d'ere in da future a l'il story if'n ya don'ts mindz..I'se thanks ya kindly!

    my daddy once tells me a story onez day whil' we'se wuz out in da fi'el dat went sumtin' like dis he're. wun day a white lady wuz bakin' a choc'late cake in da kitchen an' her son put his han' in da cake mix an' smuthers his face wit' it. He looks at his momma and sayz "look ma I'se black" an' she **** her right arm back and gives him a swif' back han' cross his face den tells da boy to go showz his pa whut he did. so da boy runz off an' sayz to his pa "look pa I'se black", his pa cocked his right arm back andz hauls off on da left side of his face and says go tell yo gran'pa whut you did. so he tells his gran'pa and his gran'pa beat 'em t'ill his face turn blue. Then, gran'pa say no go tell yo momma whut you dun learn'd. so he's a crying his po l'il white heart out and go back to da kitchen and his ma ask him whut he dun learn'd and he say "I dun learn'd dat I'se only been black 5 minutes an' alsready I'se hate you white mother ------r's".......if'n's you catch my meanin's!!!!!

    now a whils'e i'se in da fiel' layin' on mi back a chucklin' myself ta def at wut my daddy jus' tol'e me, my daddy in-te-rup (dat de're wun mo word dat Fred Dugla's taught's me bak's de're in pt's wun of dis here serie's) my snigglin' and say "ya see's sun no'se matta which gen'ratiun of white folk you deal's wit day's all da same, they all hate choc'late on dey face because they will always be fraid's of God.....................!!

    It tuk me a li'l whil'e ta get dat wun de're but i ain't stop scratchin' my head ti'l i got's it.....

    how bou'ts you?

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    STOLEN DREAMZ AFRICAN'S DEATH VOYAGE

    Just wanted to send da word on the dreams that was stolen from Africa
    where Africans died by the millions on a voyage where they was stolen
    sold and beaten into poverty and slavery as this poem kinda spin the tales.

    It's our Tyme to shine through from da past maze of slavery!


    STOLEN DREAMS

    In the 1400's slavery abound
    stolen African screammin sounds
    crossin the tides to american land
    out of Africa sweet mother hand

    Upon the ship of Jesus
    where slaves died by seasons
    one , two million in a tight squeeze
    little room and air to breathe

    Slave trade killing dreams
    by the numbers it seems
    with hubs of European
    in the middle passage
    slaves died upon this voyage

    Traded off by west africa
    to europe down to america
    they died by cargo loads
    a stolen dream was impose'd .

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    VOID......submission
    Mystical adorn in a golden glow
    exhilarating, anticipating afirm'd
    something missing a big void deep in me !

    Standing apath hungry & cold
    filthy laced in sorrow rags
    decay of disease and cry of plea

    Suppression lingers deeper mentally
    physical weaken my body raped
    mind stolen ,heart broken from dispair
    search for shelter from depression

    Da Struggling wondering soul
    lost in fold full existence and hopeless
    destitution afraid within as no food 2 eat

    No money,no garments, no home
    no job, no life yet i see hope
    none en-void

    lost job habor the endless task
    how long will blacks struggle last
    Poverty reflects poison eyez
    dis mazed to life suprize
    born into da depth of slavery, struggle
    and full of greed from da lost long
    a dream of deed i cry in da path
    left behind

    my body maybe held in this captivity
    my heart may hurt a lifetime
    I may even be da prey of conviction

    but i have holyness a mindset so free
    A depth of soul to let my spirit fly freely
    open the wind gates as i rise from within
    through prayer and faith on hope

    I see the mission through tears of ponds and reflect
    and reflect from da sons of sun in da passing light
    i fear not the darkness of what comes at night
    i have a place in da hollows of my billows
    i shall rise , i shall rise , i shell rise high in depth
    and know i will not bowdown unto man
    forth thou master not of this earth nor land
    mirror image is me i see for i am him of his mold
    and i shall rise in da mission task at hand
    i will take as many along side me that will
    reach back unto another black soul.

    my people our people our struggle my struggle
    this life time ....i live , i live
    NONE~ EN~VOID

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    Brother Rich and Brother Info...Simply Phenomenal!

    Her Passing Made Me...Pause

    God rest her soul, and much respect
    Coretta Scott King's passing made me...pause
    It's like the end of an era, made me reflect on when
    so many were down for the cause.
    Dr. King's voice would thunder across the airwaves.
    Not only a dream, but he had a mission,
    that all would be treated equal, joining hands
    and sharing in this, our human condition.
    Strangers would smile at me and say, "Hey little sister!"
    Negro was slowly being changed into Black.
    Hair once straightened, now worn in natural puffs of pride,
    and Sly's "Dance to the Music" played on the jukebox in the back
    Mohammed Speaks spoke to many, my aunt would bring that
    newspaper by, while wearing a dashiki and smelling of incense.
    You were either down with the revolution or not, those Black Panthers
    didn't even ponder the possibilities of sitting on the fence.
    I'm not saying that all was perfect back then,
    but there was no time to perpetuate any pretense.
    and then, it happened...
    Such a courageous leader, assassinated for trying to realize his dream
    Everyone I knew was heart broken...I'll never forget
    the piercing sound of my teenaged neighbor's scream
    My God, how she screamed, and my mother tried to explain
    the reason, the significance, and why I should never ever forget...
    As "We Shall Overcome" echoed across the land...
    Even though we haven't overcome yet,
    the belief remains, as I remember Mrs.King sitting
    there, with her children in that pew,
    Saddened, but not broken, such an unbreakable faith
    in what our merciful God can do...
    And with that faith, she remained steadfast in keeping
    her husbands dream, his mission, alive.
    His mission became her mission, a dream many have reflected
    upon, one that still gives us the strength to survive.
    Much respect Sister Coretta Scott King
    God rest her soul...
     
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    wow.....Watz dat was awesome
     
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