Black History

Written By:  D. Collins 2/15/24


To me, red, black, and green means.....
Black blood embedded all over the earth.
There has never been any who have actually seen.
Being used as a tool with free, yeoman's work.
I put this to paper just in case people forgot.
I've been around a while, and have seen a lot.
So, I'm qualified to give the downright-nitty-gritty.
And, contribute my version of Black History.
It's still bad in Compton, where I was born.
Beaucoup years after Katrina N.O. still ain't home.
There are states removing us from history books.
Now, you tell me, who are the real crooks?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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February 18, 2024 at 5:41 AM
Thank you Ms. Jones. You've convinced me to give a tee-tee litle bit more.....OG'N.
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February 15, 2024 at 7:52 AM
Good poem. I wanted more. :0)
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