Best Malcom Poems

Be quiet quiet quiet 
Shush shush shush
We’ve spoken too much
We haven’t listened enough

Black men and women
It’s not easy to be brave
Oppression and inequality 
make you...

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You see I had lots of respect

NOW you are begging for attention 
and a reality check, so try me,
Try me like satan tried jesus,

Your trying...

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ME dear FATHER you already know,
But you need to be briefed,
On a tragedy I believe you must not know.
There’s a deadly dance with violence killing...

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You can paint me white and I will still be black 
Turn my ebony black hair, make sure the chemicals 
Touch every strand of my...

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Elections in Oz
by Robert (Bob) Moore (C) 2016

We’ve got elections coming up, don’t know what to do
Cement Block Bill or Malc the Mouth, neither seems...

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Charles Manson wanted to start the race war but he died
Malcom X was philosphical in his approach to civil right
Martin Luther King Jr did his...

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Black, I thought it was just a word
I thought it represented a color
At least that’s what they say,
Yet when I walk through the gates of...

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A Little Phone Call Malcolm and Donald
   by Bob Moore

Hello Donald
That Afro-American President,  lived there just before you
agreed to take these Middle...

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This is a tribute to those who were themselves
An ode to the incredible minds
Including Hunter S. Thompson and Jim Morrison
Artist born inarguably before their time

This...

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"Sappy Daze"- the Fonz gets a job in a Vermont maple syrup factory and faints 
from the fumes.

"Fiends"- The gang decides to desecrate a cemetery.

"The...

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My destiny..? is preordained & wont be denied
No matter how many times I fail, I gots to keep on trying!
I know...pressure can bust a pipe,...

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It’s like we’re doing them people a favor
Showing them, that we own up to what they say;
Stereo types isn’t the way,
But we as blacks are...

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Now I enter public school
Where religion is against the rules
You may deface your arms with tattoos
  But don't speak of God, that's taboo

Shave your...

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Marcus, as a child heard it all, the oral stories
Ancient in glories quickening his vein. Like blood
Rolling where the Roaring river runs, peonies
Calling up ancestral...

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Prominent figures,
where have they all gone????
Are they on vacation????
will they ever return????

What ever happen to Malcom, Martin, Sojourner,and Ghandi??? too.

The way of the world,
leaves me...

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