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Alixopulos. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Yes, that groove tells much to all
Far "Africk", captive, yet free,
sent cross the seas such rhythms that
stirred great music for a world
that still doubts black genius.
beats that are heard beyond
the range, breadth, heart, soul,
of the sad middle passage,
forbidden a drum, preserved with
a tapping foot, a stick and a floor,
an acapella song.
Each beat calling back a life lost,
a heart stopped,
in a three century diaspora,
You can't forgive the blood shed,
yet all move in awe
at the drum heads