Black Poetry : Obama-nation: An Inaugural Poem

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  1. HSF Moe

    HSF Moe Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    In my youth I tasted tears

    Drank saliva

    Bit my tongue

    Digested gorged meals of humility

    At the buffet of persecution

    Eyes punish my soul

    By ramming reality down its throat

    They torment me

    Replaying the burning Holocaust

    Even as I sleep

    *

    History left ridges of welts on my back

    Painted ripples of death-by-number

    1776

    1865

    1968

    1972

    My reflection reads like a horror flick

    Ghosts in every corner and dark staircase

    Pushing through my veins

    Each floor

    Each chapter

    Each generation

    Every branch dangling from my tree

    Drips the bloodied nectar

    Drenched in the fruitful knowledge

    That we can do it

    *

    That we did it

    Finally.

    Don’t get no ideas, America

    Times have changed

    My soldiers, with their hardened hearts

    Thirst for blood

    Irritated fingers

    Post up like oak trees in these jungles

    Every foxhole unseen to the naked eye

    With whispered mantras chanted

    They are positioned in your dreams

    We are no longer sheep in a pasture

    The wolf bade us welcome

    As we exited Hell

    These fists have long cried the songs

    Lamenting lost leaders and butchered children

    Found among church ruins

    We have pounded Wailing Walls

    Until our voices calloused

    We’ve tasted your wrath

    And found it satisfying

    *

    No longer will we burn our homes

    We are not the same

    The turning Sun has brought you a new enemy

    We’ve learned your lessons well

    My pain strums the chords of my soul

    Its fingers have wrapped themselves

    Around your children’s throats

    Their eardrums and their hearts

    I am injecting myself into your mainstream

    We stand between you and your salvation:

    Leave him alone, America

    Don’t get no ideas

    He is our Prince

    He is a blessing

    Also known as The Handsome One

    He is your redemption

    The catalyst for change

    The chance for you to say:

    We are no longer enemies

    Or are we still?

    Will you repeat the cycle of our sanguine past

    And history’s ills?

    Shall you forever dwell in paranoia

    Created by your father’s deeds?

    Bring Palestine chickens home to roost

    And doom your seeds?

    Will you plant the sprouts

    Of homegrown terror on this plantation?

    *

    The end is near

    I can still smell the smoking gun

    That fired the bullet that killed

    Abe Lincoln

    JFK

    RFK

    MLK

    Malcolm

    (almost got Ronald Reagan)

    America

    Don’t you get no ideas

    There is a homicide bomb planted on every bus

    And shopping mall

    In this

    Obama-nation

    To set it off

    Would be senseless…

    *

    In my youth

    I tasted tears

    Swallowed lies

    Laid down under the burden of the truth

    But this time

    The rules and the ruled

    Have changed….

    .

    .

    “America Obama-nation: An Inaugural Poem”

    2008
     
  2. HSF Moe

    HSF Moe Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    written at 4 a.m., just minutes after I got the news. I was in bed.
     
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    somehow this poem reads stories of my script of life i've seen and felt
    love how you took this piece
     
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    Clyde C Coger Jr going above and beyond PREMIUM MEMBER

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    In the Spirit of Sankofa,

    .......Deep brother, real deep:

    America/World:

    Peace In,
     
  5. HSF Moe

    HSF Moe Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    thanks yall!
     
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