Best Negro Poems

On the bank of the James River,
Virginia Colony, 
a proposal was conceived to constrain the African fire.
The ploy, a real achievement in the West-Indian settlements.
In Rome, bodies were paraded along the byways, 
to make a statement. 
My Massa used ropes.
We dangled by our necks like...

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Last night I was mesmerized
by James Baldwin
in a documentary
"I Am Not Your *****"
in which Baldwin reflects on
Medger, Malcolm, and Martin
who were shot in that order
within six years of each other,
all under age forty,
by guns newer nationalistic leaders of the NRA
would most likely celebrate
for sale and...

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If I were a songwriter in the 1867 I've would have written this old      
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Nur schwarzes Wasser
Wie die Nacht ohne Mondschein
Heute die Mandau

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Only black water
As a night without moonlight
Today the Mandau 

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Sólo agua *****
Como una noche sin luna
Hoy día el Mundau



Note: The Mandau River is flowing through Zittau, Saxony and meets the Neisse river at the
German/Polish border...

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(Oppressor say's)Old *****, don't you run no more;
  (***** says I already forgave you)
 (Oppressor say's)
Old *****, pick up da  shovel and stone;   (***** says it's up to you)
Move da dirt wit yo hands;       ...

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the ***** is inferno. doomed for hell. sinful with lost indulging in their own ignorance. made into a reincarnation of the devils wishes. the devils wants the devils needs. they say the pigment is the reason. but i say Jesus is the reason for the...

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The stale still win and the pulsating sounds of police sirens
Followed by the hard thud of a twelve gate shot gun firing 
Instantly tears my heart to shreds
Because another black man or should I say another ***** is dead
As I ran to the scene of...

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I'm going to start giving money to the United ***** College Fund.
It will be one of the greatest things that I've ever done.
I want black people to expand their minds and to be all they can be.
I want them to be bursting with knowledge as...

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WHY I LOVE *****  SPIRITUALS   

I know why we sang those songs;
Why I LOVE ***** Spirituals-
I have a spiritual 
connection to
those songs we sang.
We sang out messages to the universe,
and to each other, of how tired we were.
Maybe this God would save...

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I ‘m the ecstasy of unborn hopes and dreams
The frankincense in the moon
The tide in the ocean
I’m the reason for the morning
The pathway that leads to life
I’ m the epitome of wonders yet to be known

I’m the reason why the world will laugh and smile
I’m...

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God of Abrahan, Isaac, and Jacob,
God of the White Man and Indian,
You are the God of the *****,
who created all people of one blood.
You are not divided; you are One God.

The ***** was made in your image,
and crowned with glory and honor.
He is superior or...

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It pirouettes in the air, 
the raison d'être for a black man's inimitability.
Something that keeps a black man bleeding
by a black man's thrust.

As if by some twisted 
Divine stratagem,
he was fated to kneel
that hour, on that coast,
with peeling grits grinding
into his patellae,
and limbs begging for...

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To-day we have naming of parts. Yesterday,
when I heard
you was gonna
represent Tom
at the trial
and share the widow’s homelier pottage
bowed ‘til your bonnet brushed the floor
far below you saw the bricks on the floor
mostly these are seen as food labels
stooped and raised your knees,
because of laziness
the...

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Taskmaster Sung?

*****, ***** do that what masTar says;
B tat Dat yo own filthy slave;
*****, ***** stay on them knees;
Do that, watch that masTar you must please;
That spiritual yoke we've got round yo neck;
Is ta lead ya, too what's bless?;

Soul free Slave?
MasTar mastar Yun nott mi...

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VOLUNTARY *****

if
i didn’t know
who I was,
would I be your voluntary *****?

shhh
we don’t say
that word anymore
*****
who gave that word power?
Ni**er!
is that better?
worse?
does it make you squirm? 
feel uncomfortable?

it doesn’t bother me 
until
it’s uttered from the lips
of those who use it
to cut down to the bone

i am...

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