Best Slaves Poems

In the silent breathing of night,
treading through 
the darkness and the hush
(A heavy band of slave)
like black ants snaking
through the forlorn distance.
Grieving with tears
Of yesterdays burning anguish. 
They hum a languid song
On the fragrant breath of wind.
A haunt that invades my trembling eyes 
With a...

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Nature trail extends for miles
Surrounded by wetlands and lakes
Each step I take brings me closer
To an old plantation, where I climb the stiles

For it was here that slaves once toiled
To raise and harvest sugar cane
Their cries and moans can still be heard
And the Plantation’s magic...

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NB  This is not a literal translation of the famous choir "Va Pensiero" from the Nabbucco, but just what I felt as when many, many years ago I was in a choir and sang this lovely aria.

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Listen to our pitiful pleas, Oh Almighty God.
Let...

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food, god, and the universe as you
You are the universe (I insist and will prove it)
So say grace before you eat ...
You agree we are stardust, the stuff of the Universe
So say grace before you eat, but think productively ...
If stars & humans are stardust,...

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Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who...

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Oh, slaves of the nation who works and sweat!
Tired and restless--but still flee overseas
to support a hungry future that frets.
With  barks and claws gained from descent degrees,
if we must succeed-- oh, let us nobly work
so our blood and sweat may not fall to scrap,
veins...

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slaves of love in darkness
On curious views
In robes of patience
Feeding on fear 
Running in tears 
Seeking a leader Braver than Man
Day breakers summoned 
By outcomes of yesterday
Pregnant with life
On a journey to an endless tomorrows
Surrounded by joy and sin
Under force of mortality
Faith was dethroned 
Knowing...

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Once upon a time we all used to live together. By we I mean blacks and whites. The people from Ireland 'Irish" lived with black Caribbeans. They were shipped from Ireland as slaves to west indian masters. they settled in a place called Montserrat. None...

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Have we opened up Pandora's 
box
That we can't now seem to 
close
Secrets don't stay on the block
The price of progress I suppose

We have become a world of 
voyeurs 
Engrossed in other peoples 
dreams
Debutantes celebutaunts 
posers 
Athletes, actors and queens. 

Enemies, frenemies bffs 
Who crave the madding crowd 
Who appear to...

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“nature’s living slaves”           (Haiku Poem)


nature's living slaves
prisoners serving mankind
mighty elephants...

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Jim was a young black lad,
In the era of slavery in the States.
And there was nothing he had,
Except a merciless owner filled with hates.

He worked hard on the plantation all day,
Only to face discrimination & pain.
He pined for days when he would live his way,
And...

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Tied up in chains and fear
I want my mummy as she shed a tear
Only three years of age and in her own
At the bottom of the ship wanting to go home 
Up for auction that very next day 
She couldn't understand a word they would...

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I would like to thank you for your visit.
I have removed these poems for a distant future book publication.
I believe we poets, can make a difference
in this world. We live in the 21st century,
we have tools( technology), we have our past,  and imagination.
We just...

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He came on the brink of the ******* ascent to the White House;
A slave of an unusual sort.
He peered,
From the tiny window in the quarter, 
At the snow
Smothering life,
And felt his predecessors’ woe.

Many, like Stella,
Came to find a groove
But purchased with perjury 
Men with desires...

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Listen you poor, puny, proud black child
Standing on street corners and living in poverty.
Listen you educated, sophisticated woman and man
Seeking prosperity in this American society.
Don’t you know: Chains set us free?

Listen to this black sister’s voice
People of color everywhere.
It’s time you realized, our release from...

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