Black Poetry : great-grandmother crow

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  1. alter

    alter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Mahogany skin
    Crisscrossed by comet streaks
    And framed by a mane
    Of lustrous ebony hair
    Haloed out and around then
    Down
    Her back
    Her soul shone like endless night
    Eyes bright and fey even
    At 104 years of age

    Her mother walked the Trail of Tears
    Before she was born
    Bloody feet and whip-torn backs
    All Blacks and Browns
    Proud Cherokee
    Creek
    And Crow
    Of the ancient lineage
    Called Negro and enslaved
    By ignorance and
    Envy

    Torn by hatred
    And jealousy
    Their land and lives coveted
    By the powerful
    A system of segregation was created
    Those Lighter
    Divorced from the Darker and
    Given the inheritance of their
    Blood Brothers and
    Sisters
    Acknowledgement of whom would result
    In the most dire of
    Consequences

    Her family stretches
    From New York to Los Angeles
    The hearth of her land the
    Texas Panhandle and southern Oklahoma
    She witnessed the end
    Of Slavery
    The birth of the Klan
    And the Dream of
    Martin Luther

    Great Grandmother Crow
    Told stories of her life
    By lantern light
    In her shack on the hill
    Red dirt and rock the jewels
    Of her Nile
    Horny toads and tumbleweeds
    Worshipped her in silent
    Homage

    Goddess Anasazi
    Queen Mound Builder
    Mother of the Cosmos
    Great Womb of Creation
    The children of her fertile crescent
    Traverse the modern world
    Lost
    To their heritage
    Relegated to storied fantasy
    And undocumented
    History

    And yet tied they remain
    Through blood and bondage
    Souls wounded by life
    In the 21st century
    Calling out to a distant continent
    Ancestral home of
    The human experiment
    Lost to the knowledge of themselves
    And numbed by the battered images
    Of demonized minds

    Soul sent songs
    Recall distant days
    The soft chants of her youth
    Faint drum beats rock the street while
    Hip Hop's popping locking body drops
    Bring a faint smile to her face
    As her feet remember
    Dances of youth lost
    And tribal nights
    Of Black and
    Brown

    Dance
    Great Mother
    Great Grandmother Crow
    She dances
    As night calls her
    Beckoning with bony fingers
    Death's fell gaze a rumor
    Denied her life
    The covenant of agelessness
    Mark her progeny
    Black velvet skin
    Mahogany shades
    Of light
    And dark
    Spiraling in harmonic leaps
    Of Destiny
    Fulfilled
     
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    granny been round
    she walked many miles
    her smile of bond
    at her age make young
    understad what she gave
    i love it when family member reach such goal

    dis was very smooth & uplifting to my soul....roll on !
     
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    1poetsought Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Alter- This manisfestation of black history, thru Native American folklore is remarkable. Your pen is in grandma Crow's hands.

    1poetsought ~
     
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    Dream Weaver Well-Known Member MEMBER

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  5. alter

    alter Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thank y'all ... it's all us, you know ... we're not just african, most of us ... we're indian/native/aboriginal too ... gotta pay homage to all of who we are, i believe.
     
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