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Words From a Dying Ancestor

Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Words From A Dying Ancestor
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  July/2015


This is why
I
rebelled,

Dawn to Dusk -

It's why
I
was
malcontent,

over
the 
cruelty 

of
America's
enslavement -

Dawn to Dusk

       Mopping
          o   u
       r           n
        a        d

neck
in
iron ring's,

chained 
to
waist....

handcuffed

Dawn to Dusk -

Risking
life;

seeking freedom,

from
the lashing
cuts

of
a 
Southern
whip -

Dawn to Dusk -

I fought
to
my
last breath,

against those 
who
oppressed -

and

who stared
at me,

scornfully

Dawn to Dusk

I fought
back

those
evil eyes
of
hate;

even though
my
sable skin,

beaten
raw -

I fought
for
the future

of
my people

until 
breath left -

Dawn to Dusk 

Someday
we
won't

have
to
fight -

we'll be
free

At Last -

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