Black Poetry : "Brothers" Poets Of The Revolution" May A Black Women Speak

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Through the ultimate achievements of man,
    the diversity of human associations,
    has been limited to self. The knowledge to know,
    but never the wisdom to apply.
    Ego’s of empowerment without the means
    of common sense. The destruction within the eyes
    of the beholder I pledge to self .

    If thy hold thy peace to darkness of the heart.
    The harden of the rock of thy foundation
    shall surely die. Servants that sings its own rules
    shall mold away and die. Thy shall not hold
    thy peace of righteousness , the
    darkness shall no longer sanctions thy truth.
    Decaying of a world order which refuse to confess.
    Wombs of earth validated by the scorns of revenges,
    hostage to the devils revenge.




    I cry the words of revolution my sons
    war shall be won, Only God will have the last words.
    Trampling on Gods creations man shall no longer
    live within thy heavens. All who come in war.
    I love, I creations, I mother, only one God.
    Come not in the tongue of words,
    I am love, I am creation, I am one.

    Let not your victory be by the sword
    of the murder of your children,
    Let not your dreams be the destruction
    of the world, Let not your reasoning by un just.
    Those who come in the cloak shall feel
    the pain of those who he in just.






    The lights that set before me, Fires of passion,
    kindling about to burst, the melting of the fires,
    that lives within my heart, Oh where are thou,
    who reaches for the heavens,
    trembling with desire, release,
    the burning torch, the burning fire.

    The whispers, only get louder,
    I fall to my knees, as fire gets hotter,
    Oh why can't thou, spilling of passions,
    of what was, the fire cries, touch me,
    the light, the light, oh how the light blinds me,
    the whispers, that touches the first
    words that God whispered within
    your ears as he release
    your spirit within the womb
    of mother.





    Write it scream it seal it in a book
    the black man the poets of the revolution
    has return thy spirit of the warriors
    Huey Newton, Rap Brown, Malcolm X, Jesus, Solomon
    Medgar Evers, Salasie, Marcus Garvey
    Raise the flag break the curse
    the warriors have return to break
    the chains that castrates the memory
    of thought.


    Oh thou face is covered with sand,
    as I shield from the breeze that drifts
    across my plantations of history
    documented the curse of the soul man.
    Atonement of spirituality growth,
    internal an external, circle of life has stopped ,
    360 degrees of equations that has rusted
    within the circles of life.

    Shrines, and temples , bestowed upon fruitful
    worlds the devil has convicted our fathers
    house upon the universe of salvation
    there is no sanctuary that I may pray.
    I stand before God in the ancient
    memories of a better day.


    Psychological lynching, activist,
    only expressions for self, I revolutionist,
    singing oh Mary don’t you weep,
    Pimping ministers, thank you Jesus devils,
    prostituting the creators name, bonded by chains,
    come from beneath
    the cloth of my sanctuary, Poets Warriors Of the revolution
    Stand up and take your rightful place.



    The abomination of earth bows to a different high.
    Immersions in a transformations of corrupt
    values of individuality weeping that the sou
    l has no strength of its own.


    Civilizations hurdle within the myth of rotten death.
    Vibrations sings the roads of disgrace,
    me my self and the mind refuses to link.
    Sea’s of human black death. Mountains draped in black
    policed with booby traps the evolution
    of the open womb, designated within the darkness of the sea’s.

    Circles of truth sealed within a box with a rusted key.
    The gifts of knowledge only shared within
    the close realms of clicks that share only
    among them selves. Universe polluted with
    genocide dust, zombies that walk upon the earth.
    Sleep the sister to death. Human defeat to self.
    Passages clutter with suicidal infiltrated within the soul.

    Circle of truth , homelands cries, second
    power of the sun, first rays of the light.
    Cowry shells cries upon my feet. In a ending
    of a shallow death, meaningless, tears form,
    a culture, country, a destruction of mans own right hand.
    Genocide of thy Accessorial tree.

    Thy ancestors who died for freedom, that
    unity be a truce of all that comes
    within the circle of universe, the eyes have
    seen the blood of thy sons, thy back has
    felt the heat of thy whip, thy walk with the
    scars on my back and the blood in the
    palms of my hands.

    Desires of wanting , pain that seeks
    through thy vain, pleading to inner
    depths of the mind. Cease and assist
    thy family tree of heritage that hangs
    from the death of the root of thy tree.
    Thirsting for the walls to open , love locked ,
    boundaries of no return, the fleeing
    of diversity that has no humanitarian
    conscious of self.

    The battling upon heritage loyalty only to self.


    Death be thy weapon of thy cultures inheritances,
    battling of the hearts, the hunger
    that lives within. Sustain, it no longer exists.
    Locked from a world, that sleeps within its own shell.



    Noumi Collections By Jacqueline Amos
     
  2. PositiveMindset

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    My Queen, your words sing 2 my heart & mind.

    U represent the truth behind the belief that beside every strong man is a strong woman.

    Speak, sister, speak.
     
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    most def on point and real
    the scribe u flow is a mental
    show to da mind keep flowin
    i wanna know all
     
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    oh this is wonderful
    feeling the power
    the strenght
    nice one sis
    Peace
    BlueWater:heart:
     
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    Thank you my king without you there would not be me.
     
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    Blessings my King I have also learn from you the tenderness of my brothers heart. :grouphug:
     
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    There are powers in numbers as you as I we are one. Let the songs of our brothers and sisters live on who have passed the torch. :hot:
     
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    U get the Black Fist raised High on this one here! I will not go quietly into the night!
     
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