Baas Poems - Poems about Baas

... Behold sequestered by the sea, not whale, nor seal, nor small sand-flea. This is the face of old grand Ewe, whom from the cliffs, has come to view. Though slit-eyed stare, gazes at the ocea......Read the rest...

...Ma was in the pantry with no food to make a snack ‘Pa,’ she said, ‘go get your coat and leave this foodless shack, You’d better take your bang bang and don’t think of coming back Unless you’ve got......Read the rest...

...In fretful sleep I weightlessly drifted hours beyond the sun's cosmic dominion where I perceived the entire world shifted ten degrees off course, in my opinion I glimpsed violet glimmers of ......Read the rest...

...Never too old Who builds the castles When we go sea-siding Picks up the sticks And plays horse riding Baas to the sheep To the cow’s moo, moo Not the kids It’s what granddads do Who su......Read the rest...

...can't accept that a black man is human too Not some animal to be Tarred, Feathered and hung up a tree to die I've witnessed old wrinkled men Bow Down with Surbodination To call a little boy "Baas" I've witnessed neighbors go dig Their Loved ones out of the land They once owned Because the Master said I don't want dead people on my Land Your land? Did u come carrying land in your......Read the rest...

...Always drip the sauce delicately over a tiger barm. Creases are crevasses. Don't look up or down then. Falling is not a fail or a cross. It is purely the pulling of carts over many many miles and man......Read the rest...

...He was baptized into slavery And submerged in the winter Of your hatred And was converted to poverty In the land of gold, You taught him that GOD Was a white baas Who had invented the ......Read the rest...

...THEY graze in beauty on the land of grassy glades and dewy dales, and all that's best of tamed and tanned meets in their aspect and their tails; thus softened with that tender hand ......Read the rest...

...The sun set, the siren wailed Furtively the Black moved, fearing to be jailed For being without a pass after dark In Johannesburg’s Joubert Park A torch flashed in his face Quickly establishing his ......Read the rest...

..."I stood still and was a tree amid the wood, Knowing the truth of things unseen before;" . . . "Nathless I have been a tree amid the wood And many a new thing understood That was rank folly to m......Read the rest...

...Dimed hope and shaded minds coloured by the blood washed from the street Corners where our children carelessly play. Broken bones and shattered dreams no sunny days in this part of the border. Ech......Read the rest...