Black Poetry : Fugitive Slave

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Fugitive Slave


    The blood that runs from my veins,
    100 years slavery, I shall free my self,
    I shall run to the mountain, I shall been
    upon my knees, I shall take the lashing
    of the world, I shall not stand still, I shall
    call upon my brothers, and meet at the
    table with my sisters, I shall run through
    the fields, of the black liberation, I shall
    run no longer shall I stand still, until I bring
    my people to the mountains, I the mother Moses’ ,
    I the Malcolm X, I the Medgar,
    I the Salasi, Marcus Garvey, Heuy,
    Soldiers of freedom,
    and face lace warriors, the hunters up close
    with their unwilling horses, the lord said in
    thunder be still, and the journey was once more.
    If I blind my eyes with tears, I will not
    see the light, If I groan to loud, I will no
    longer hear my ancestors as they call.

    I the slave that stood, could run no longer,
    I then stood by
    the fence, and the charted black bricks,
    blowing a breath for all those who came
    before me, panting for my ancestors who
    stood before the tree, covered with
    sweat as each tear, written in blood,
    the blue print the map that will set
    me free, and covered with sweat,
    my eyes that burns ,defiance and
    desperation, hatred
    And the bullets that ring upon my head,
    the loose that hang upon my neck,
    I shall not stand still, I slowly fall
    upon my knees’ a loud voice came
    from the sky, like thunder, prove
    your loyalty to me, I thy God,
    I have given to thee, my son,
    and the mastery of the skies,
    spoke it said run my son, run,
    your journey is almost done,
    and the thong upon my neck,
    and the burns of my risk.

    I fail upon my knees, and the loud thunder
    said again, you are almost their, take
    your people upon the land of the free,
    how the twinges that sting like needles,
    the charted skin, burning from over a
    100 years, and the spirits that slowly
    contained my body, and the sun that
    I run a trail, and savior said; son you
    are almost their, take your people home,
    and the almighty God said in a thunder,
    Keep your eyes on the eye of the sun,
    it will guide you across, The murderous
    disk that lye upon the mind, planted
    like a root, determined to live,
    he not only sees but
    He is the hunted slave, who refuse to be free,
    so I run upon the black rivers and heal
    my self of the rooted clutches, and the
    lord look down, and broke the curse
    of the implanted chains, to keep me
    in slavery, the lord said just a little
    more longer my son, your journey
    is almost ended,
    clutches the rail of the tree,
    my blood oozes from each palm, as
    the locks of my white hair
    Smelled of innocence,
    and the smooth blackness of ebony,
    And in the darkness a voice of a swan,
    and the tears that lye
    Upon my bronze skin, as I fell
    upon my knees, I cried upon
    The lord, and the tree bark
    that held my body,
    and the ropes begin to desolve,
    in mastery the light
    stood before me, and Jesus the Son
    Fail upon his knees and said, your journey
    is over, I am you, and you are me, you
    have taken a journey, you are now free.





    @2005 copywrite
    Noumi Collectives
    Jacqueline Amos​
     
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    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

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    Another well done scribe sista
    so on point
     
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    MzBlkAngel Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    i enjoyed this scribe...it was well posed

    Peace
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  4. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thank you sista angel
     
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    Hi Sister Ashanta
    I felt like I was on a journey
    Capture in the events that sprung
    in your poem
    Very Nice

    Peace
     
  6. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    blessings my sista I am glad you enjoyed it..
     
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