Slavery Black African American Poems | Examples
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The revolution has started, but the world doesn't see.
Everybody is unmasking on side of me.
The vision is clear, so let us explain.
No more hurting our people, putting us to shame.
The harder you look, the more powerful we become.
Pay attention to our minds just as well as to our guns.
Not aiming to shoot but to send a message,
To combat the ones who kill for perfection.
Our minds will talk; it's the first line of defense
As we stand together, inch by inch.
So take time, realize, step back, and take a seat.
The Black Panthers will revolutionize every wrong movement on the street.
IN AND OF THE SOMEBODIES WE ARE
Because I am, and you are—us…we—children of God,
And brothers and sisters of His son—heirs of ancestors
Of the same mother continent as Simon of Cyrene—we are,
And will always be—in this world everyday—somebody!
Yes, we are some hell of somebodies whose Black Lives Matter.
Heirs of ancestors who survived the sardine-pack Middle Passage,
And shelf-staged auction into slavery, Jim Crow, and legal injustice:
Navigating today’s journey to complete equity, we’re indeed somebody!
I venture to say
That most people,
Against all odds,
Have found their way.
Against all odds, they believed.
They lived the nightmare,
But kept their dream alive.
Against all odds, they kept the faith
And were able to survive.
They experienced a living hell,
But Against all odds, they thrived.
Against all odds, rejecting the lie,
They refused to roll over and die.
Although over many years, their eyes
Wept bitter tears, like windshield
Wipers, they wiped away their fears.
Their bodies, although beaten, brused,
And pained, little by little, they gained,
Because their spirits refused to be ruled
By their sighs.
Stolen and re-rooted here,
We can no longer be as
Their virgin forest—
Raped and impregnated
By heirs of their slavery,
And rechained with infertile
Emancipation ejaculations:-
With this climax,
Need I seek to excrete
Anymore aborted reality?
Just look carefully at you and me,
Innocent victims of bigoted inequality,
In a nation physically built via bigotry,
Of the sweat, the blood, and death,
Of our ancestors fighting to be truly free,
And endowed with faithfully won equanimity:-
Know the reality of just who here, we be,
For we’re not the heirs of diabolical slaves;
But the children of free Africans of slavery:-
We’re heirs of pillaring hope of faithful braves,
Fighting to eradicate the Oppressor Syndrome,
Self killing us out of ancestral won blessed homes:-
They want our rhythm but not our blues
They envy our natural melanin yet tan too
We wear our style and they call it hood
They copy it now and say it’s all good
They want to erase our heroes and heroines
Because there’s a power in the skin we’re in
King, Tubman, Malcom X, Garvey and more are
Past heroes guiding future black American stars
They say it’s DEI and continue to denim deny
Racist goals and faulty souls as the reason why
Black is resilient beautiful and brilliant so true
You enslaved raped murdered hate, we don’t need you
History is no mystery
Unless you were born
A descendant of scorned
African tradesmen and tradeswomen
Stolen from their lives
Of husband wives
Children and wise old ones
Whose brown skin kissed by sun
We lived with the lies
In the shadow of cries
To get over it let it die
The nerve of you guys
No one says get over the Holocaust
For us sympathy and empathy is lost
Still we will live with forever chained
To ancestors genetically despite vain
Attempt to erase their worth
Denounce their struggle
To even pray their own way
For you drug them to church
To read bibles that glorified you
Tribalism prohibited and refused
To Allah God you must explain your “truth”
Finally
Our God Almighty
We are free
Thanks to Juneteenth
We are free
This is the end of slavery
Thanks to Juneteenth
Finally
Thanks God Almighty
We are free.
Copyright © December 2023, Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Largely overlooked
Juneteenth Independence Day, Freedom Day
Emancipation Day – commemorates the end of slavery
In the United States
Most States that is
There are 20 states still holding out
In 1863 slaves were freed
Texas withheld the information
It wasn't until 1865 that the slaves were
finally told by soldiers at the end of the war.
Union Army Maj. Gen. Gordon Granger rode into
Galveston, Texas, and issued General Order No. 3
Proclaiming that the enslaved
African Americans there were free.
Let us be brave and not hide history and rejoice in
the emancipation day.
This is not what we were taught in school
Fights, mayhems, police arrests and brutalities
In the soiled streets. Compatriots, it's never cool
To see so much blood and so many fatalities.
Competing banners are everywhere. A ticker-
Tape parade has gone wrong. Terror and horror
Got together for the wrong reasons, at the wrong
Place. There are too many obscenities in the song.
I am so stunned that I don't want to say too much
The images are absolutely nefarious and repugnant
This is unbelievable. America does not deserve such
A ferocious slap in the face. This is lewd and aberrant.
Copyright © October 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Let us not wallow in a quixotic stupor;
Becoming their silly food-stamped serfs:-
Maudlin beings drained of all our vigor—
Doomed to old slave quarters berths.
I have been stoned,
born the wrong color.
driven from my native soil,
crushed like pigs on ships,
delivered into slavery.
and I was crushed when
Lincoln died, but freed us,
climbed and conquered racist mountains,
Malcolm X rebuilding us,
Kennedy revitalizing lost spirits,
King delivered us from temptation.
I have built a new history of me,
opened new opportunities,
became a citizen of the land,
and gained the right to die a free man.
memories remain
broken chains in the closet
pain inherited
Bite Size Poems no33 Poetry Contest
June 19, 1865, slavery in the Confederacy ended,
until then, all African Americans where slaves.
Now that the civil war was lost, blacks gained their freedom,
emancipation had become the law of the land.
Texas for the first time, accepted abolition
effectively freeing millions of slaves from bondage.
Ever since, their descendants celebrate their freedom
no longer could they be bought and sold as property.
The U.S. chose a different path to greatness, and
history commemorates each step of that journey.
(Acrostic)
June 17, 2018
Juneteenth Poetry Contest
Edward Ibeh
Paradoxically, slavery showed equanimity—
Its suffering displayed no discrimination;
We all shared equally, its debilitation,
And were equally denied any sympathy
Over the Middle Passage odyssey;
Black men were prized; and black women too;
Children were also part of the stolen crew—
You see, when it came to you, the children and me,
Misery was equally shared by the slave family;
A strange institution indeed, was chattel slavery—
Its bitter legacy equally shared by today’s black family;
Heirs to the cruel legacy, lets fight ‘til we’re all totally free.
Rise up black man! Rise up black woman! Rise up black child!
No longer be defiled! We’ve already too many centuries to reconcile!