Black Poetry : Ode to Our Progeny: A Bishop and Nia Maishani Collaboration

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  1. Nia Maishani

    Nia Maishani Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    I hear your voices ringing out
    though your lips have not parted
    the echoing of your cries
    resonating into a void
    that is your Keeper

    with consciousness paralyzed
    from a fall into apathy
    a nation
    a community
    a family
    an individual
    turns a deaf ear
    a blind eye
    forsaking morality and courage

    as your innocence meets annihilation
    your fate is matched
    with that of your siblings
    and you join their struggle
    though not yet as their ally

    abandonment
    victimization
    and fresh tears
    which hydrate the old
    form your familiar pool of playmates
     
  2. Bishop

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    Your voices ring
    through the night
    once objects
    of affection and love
    you've become victims
    of society perverted

    those who were once
    stewards
    have become abusers
    yet the voices ring
    I love you
    even in the midst
    of hatred
    and neglect
    your love is unfailing

    reminds me of one
    who came before
    tortured and beaten
    no fault of his own
    sentenced to die
    yet proving his love
    with the words
    Forgive them
    for they know not what they do

    no sanctuary to be found
    for places of refuge
    have become
    preying grounds
    replacing playgrounds
    taken away
    in the night
    vapor of life
    gone
    yet your voices continue to ring

    the voices of our children.
     
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    THANK YOU

    let the river flow
     
  4. Nia Maishani

    Nia Maishani Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    At now a wail
    and then a scream
    your voices seem to multiply
    beseeching aid
    that may not arrive
    whilst helplessness and betrayal simmer

    Dare I allow this
    the miracle that is you
    to become a tool
    of the predator
    an experiment
    of the mad scientist
    a perceived burden
    of the incompetent parent?

    Dare I acquiesce
    your dismissal
    as disposable refuse?

    Adjudicated guilty
    for the crime of youthdom
    you suffer a crucificial fate
    but lo it is written
    the time shall come
    when you find shelter
    through pearly gates

    Yet in the meantime
    if it is my duty
    in fact
    the cost of my stay here
    to simply "give back"
    to bequeathe you this world
    in a better shape
    than that in which I found it
    to pass you a torch of lesser weight
    and neither tarry nor flounder
    then I must act
    with alacrity and tact
    lest I share the blame
    when adversaries strike a-gain
     
  5. Gaylee

    Gaylee Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Beautifully said Poets, in triplicate! So much thought in these pieces and love.
     
  6. Bishop

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    You must have a voice to speak for you
    seeing that yours has been silenced
    or goes unheard
    someone must stand in the gap
    intercede on your behalf

    dismiss the attitude
    of non-involvement
    it's all of our business
    when you are on the recieving end
    of misplaced retribution

    it takes a village to raise you
    but it takes love to protect you
    from the ills and evil of society

    when you cry
    my heart aches
    when you die
    my spirit
    is enraged

    your voices ring
    I can no longer ignore
    but I must answer the door
    open up and let you run in to safety
    senseless slaughter
    prevelant from the birth of Moses
    and Jesus
    on down through time
    predators feel they have the right
    to exterminate
    blaming their deeds on demons and devils
    maybe they are right
    hearing voices thru the night

    tools of the evil one
    to accomplish his evil task
    in exterminating the seed
    thereby destroying our future
    silencing the voices of our children
    but their voices shall always continue to ring.
     
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    well said poets
     
  8. Nia Maishani

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    Incessant shall be your voice's ring
    if elder hearts won't hearken

    Who can ask that you believe
    in yourself
    when your world refuses
    to recognize your worth
    to cast off your voice
    as null

    who can ask that you prosper
    when your world refuses
    to acknowledge
    to cultivate
    to celebrate
    your genius

    denies you your right
    to be protected
    guided
    respected
    loved

    Who am I to criticize
    your manner of self-expression
    for I was idle
    complacency owned me
    when corruptors taught your lessons

    I inhabit the village of this new day
    that dares me to wag my tongue
    to extend open arms
    to carve a path
    if it benefits our young

    Why as a villager
    am I forbidden
    participation
    in shaping a future
    that will reacquaint our world
    with mankind at its greatest
    and good the victor of evil?
     
  9. Bishop

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    who will avenge you
    when your voices are constantly being silenced
    when your dreams of exploring life
    are terminated?

    who will make it right for you
    when you are mistreated
    mentally
    physically
    emotionally?

    when you are raped of your self esteem
    and self worth has become nil
    who hear you when you cry in the night
    while the elders have long forgotten you?

    who shall be the agent of vengeance
    the spokesperson for what is right and just
    when the elders have died off
    what will become of the world?
    afterall
    they have silenced your voices
    no successor fit to lead
    thereby allowing our future to dissipate into nothingness

    when your voice is silenced
    who then will sing?
     
  10. Nia Maishani

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    Stillness overtakes the familiar ring
    of a voice from among your flock
    so rude is the awakening
    that wrests us from slumber
    and bricks pile upon our hearts

    How many young
    shattered spirits
    must fend
    alone as orphans
    anticipating the End

    For what modicum of hope
    hangs at the end of a rope
    when those who should shield
    instead fondle
    batter
    desert
    kill

    Someone must pay
    for the happiness stolen
    the spirits filched
    before life had unfolded
    who is to blame
    who can we shame
    for souls left maimed
    as blue skies turn grey

    How many deaths
    must our progeny suffer
    before we earnestly proclaim
    ENOUGH...NOT ANOTHER

    As a thief in the night
    does Father Time travel
    when the hour of return
    arrives for the young

    Preparedness a stranger
    who seeks not acquaintance
    We hear your voice
    as the solo is sung
     
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