Black Poetry : remember her name : Girl X

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by daroc, Dec 24, 2009.

  1. daroc

    daroc Well-Known Member MEMBER

    United States
    May 16, 2004
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    Remember Her Name

    Marks the spot of unforeseen, unexplained,
    Frantic, fragile, feelings forced into frustration
    Twelve years, each replaying voids misplaced by media
    Americakkka stuck- Christmas frenzy, 1997, holiday happiness,
    Led astray by heartbroken families
    Missing, seen on milk cartons, found lifeless
    Lastly suspecting parental ties until now.
    Forensic science
    JonBenet Ramsey, dead.

    While across lands,
    3 decades after Chicago race riots
    Battling life,
    Underground exposure,
    2 weeks later: masked by innocence, discredited by race story stolen, untold
    Defined by economist, expected to die, and survived.
    Documented, like a slave
    Changed name to cut past ownership
    Last names claim tickets, price tags for freedom, identity.
    X marks her spot in history

    Belated Outrage.
    February 24th,
    46 days after
    Found on floors of vacant rooms, 7 flights suspended in hell
    Subscribed violence for the poor, aiming to see grandma, caught by the wolf of
    Cabrini green, prison snap shot, cell block, tower gates, life in slow motion
    North side, chi-town, high rise, low hopes, demise
    Infested with assumptions, gang violence, damaged
    Devils leaving doors open for escape, outlet
    Sun doesn't shine through windows, barricaded with bars
    When police, peace officers, are afraid to enter...

    She was just 9
    Should’ve been Riding pink huffy, having
    Knocking on doors selling souls Delights
    Yet she lied covered, bruised, purple embellished with hate.
    5 years younger than Emmitt
    And bombed inside
    Could have been in Birmingham
    Branded X, for all girls

    Stripped, strapped, snatched, stranded,
    Stranger stole her sanity, silently.
    Child like, diminished to materials, chopping block from society
    Silenced, ripped vocals to re define help, screaming for heaven
    Tortured, captured, caged...
    Biting, fighting, kicking, screaming
    Strength weakened to useless
    Klepto stole her, never her soul, trapped, morbid to reality
    Angels watched her
    Hijacked her purity, seized her legacy, never again received
    Removed from normalcy, placed in purgatory, lost in mistreatment, blackout
    Tested her covenant, pulled at her faith, lesson of hope. Never lost her soul.

    Impulse, target, trigger, traitor, premeditated
    Gun or knife neither used
    Safety abused, slapped. Stuck between now and then
    Fighting jeopardy, double the doubt.
    Fear injections of instability, kicking pride with ego, shaking logic,
    And changing ethics
    Emotions seep through, everything slowly shattered, she was victimized.
    Action embellished with disaster. Truth is facts act as facades to daydreaming.

    No whip, no connection to the physical harm, she was helpless.
    Face, fist, switch, stick
    Her ribs-broken
    Body defined by beauty within
    Fragile, impact increased dimensions
    Blood hungry, attach. Injury doesn't described caused, nor effects.
    Closed mouth fed by t shirts, body rejects. Malnutrition. Poisoned
    With pesticides. Foaming. Tracing life.
    Pain, stress:
    Unrelated to the tears inside seeking repair.
    Blind, immobile. Left dead. For dust. Slipping. Now stuck.

    Young girl, removed from child like Made woman
    Emaciated innocence, robbed.
    Abandoned to dwell in pools of forgiveness, sacrificial self love.
    Hate, assaulted mentally. Stripped of preparation. Life hit head on.
    Legacy dehumanized to nothing, scorn. But success not predetermined.
    Place into adulthood
    Against will and destiny, never complete.
    Parts punctured golden treasure. Internally. Shredded to pieces.
    Only to find life again. Soul harvest, harness strength and
    Faith, complacent with grace, moving with depth, life gets no easier.
    Spirit came soaring through. Sunshine.
    Laughter meets smiles. Not programmed for existence. But is.

    Soul gleaming through silence,
    Wheelchair bound freedom guided.
    Rose grew between cracks. Life. Death. Breathe.
    Kidnapped, threatened, poisoned and raped.
    He beat her. She still inhales. Her soul, relief.
    Survival. Live, let go.
    Girl X-
    Shatoya Currie,
    Remember her name...
  2. $$RICH$$

    $$RICH$$ Lyon King Admin. STAFF

    United States
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    whewww won't never forget da name
  3. MRS. LADY


    Dec 3, 2007
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    to seek truth
    everywhere and nowhere

    (redemption) :)

    bring it home
    I'll remeba her name, mayne
    we are not alone

    This is well well well written
    felt a pain in my heart, so i feel your pain poet

    stay blessd
  4. cherryblossom

    cherryblossom Banned MEMBER

    Feb 28, 2009
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    We should not just remember her name but SPEAK it aloud letting it resound in our hearts and minds.

    You wrote a painfully exquisite piece here, D. :bowdown:

    I hope she's in an even better place and being well-cared for.
  5. cherryblossom

    cherryblossom Banned MEMBER

    Feb 28, 2009
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    Chicago's Cabrini-Green Projects Shut Down for Good

    By Boyce Watkins, PhD on Dec 2nd 2010 10:44AM

    ...Cabrini-Green became the house where violence lived, where one horrible crime after another made the community an unsafe and unimaginable place for any child to grow up. There is now just one more building left in the massive set of high rises, and the community has been replaced by townhouses and additional forms of development. We can now see that those who ran from the inner city 20 years ago are realizing that the land has tremendous value.

    The Cabrini-Green projects were born in 1942. They were named after St. Frances Xavier Cabrini, a Roman Catholic patron saint of immigrants. The projects held as many as 13,000 residents at one point.

    The projects became nationally recognized in 1981, when 11 people were killed over a three-month period during a series of gang wars. In 1992, one of the residents shot and killed a 7-year-old boy while he walked to school holding his mother's hand. After that, a 9-year-old girl was found raped, choked, poisoned and left for dead in a stairwell with graffiti all over her body.

    The politics of Cabrini-Green are obvious -- the father of Chicago's mayor, Richard Daley, was the one who came up with the idea to build the development. Now, Richard Daley Jr. is tearing down the buildings that his father created. The remainder of Cabrini-Green is scheduled for demolition in January or February, and one family has until Dec. 10 to move out.


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