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 -
Copyright © Ken Jordan | Year Posted 2015
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