Black Poetry : The Grapes of Wrath

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    The Grapes of Wrath: Slice the seeds & Eggs of the Devil
    By Andre Austin

    Dear Apostle of Hate
    I come in Peace but Make No Mistake
    I got something heavy to lay on to you and the scale (A black Horse)
    Don’t ride the White horse that’s Pale (anymore)
    Hope deferred makes the heart sick, [give me Free] a Tree of Life (Proverbs 13:12)
    Its power we want Langston No Justice, No Peace, here’s lays the Strife
    A powerless people are like castrated raisins decomposing in the Sun (Rev 14:15)
    Its like a dream deferred, with No constitutional pursuits of Fun
    And with that I come in peace because I sold all my guns
    I'm like a blank sex pistol having nothing to give to the Nun

    Bread and Wine
    Bread and Wine
    Your Cross ain’t nearly so
    Heavy as mine- Brother Ralph Ellison get the white man to see me;
    Not the Mummy badges around my body plus the Ghetto Hood
    Before I do something not so good but a Frantz Fanon Good

    When Jesus lost his grapes the Devil made Raisins
    The Devil took his two eggs; placed them in a stew, a pot of Sins
    At his Victory party the devil went unmasked as a Beast
    Then he sat down at the table and had his morbid Feast
    He who mocks the poor
    His crimes too will open like a Spider’s door
    Along with its Negroid’s fly blended into drinks and a shaker
    Showing all contempt for his maker
    A Cosby line inspired by Proverbs 17: verse Five
    Its time to confess and stop all the Jive
    You too Louie, I heard the taunts and Insults of;
    The Frakhanites that could fill up many Kegs
    Watch it, Behold, The Scorpion shall rise its tail a catapult
    And Sling shoot all of its stone eggs
    Because I’ve learned:
    “ Whoever rebukes a wicked man incurs Abuse (Proverbs 9:7)
    The truth is lonely but its powered Keg has a short Fuse
    Like Malcolm X said that a small revolution has a short wick
    Can rid us of a diseased injustice from making us stay so sick
    Therefore, the Grapes of wrath I choose and pick
    We slice all the public enemy’s hands and pricks (Rev 14:19)
    Attack not just the head or the Monad or the Dyads
    Also attack their spreading of their evil Gonads
    And I pledge to never harm the head or the growth of one Hair
    No matter how clever the Charmer's voice that stems from hate I just dont care
    But I do stay vigilant and aware
    That the Apostle of hate is not worth a single strand of anybody's Hair
     
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    word! great poetic message
     
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    I like the ending of your poem. So true. Don't hate just participate! Blessings! Desert Storm
     
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