Emmett Poems - Poems about Emmett

You are not the victim Stop trying to manipulate the situation We are all seeing We are all knowing We are all loving Not you So when we change the narrative And put your hate in the spotlight Don't use our discomfort Our resistance And our need for justice As a way to use your tears To make you the victims But you won't get our sympathy Nor our...

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I have a story to tell One that doesn't end well So I advise you to take a break For this will cause your heart to ache A fourteen year old boy Used as a decoy To manipulate and destroy A message sent to employ A hatred to kill joy He was a child A boy who...

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The senseless, brutal murder of Emmett Till In 1955 haunts America's consciousness, still. He's a catalyst for the Civil Rights movement. His casket left open, a horrific sight; watershed moment....

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Mamie Till Mobley demanded and open casket, to let the world see, the bloated, beaten body of her baby boy, who was lynched in Mississippi. His name was Emmett Till, a 14 year old black boy, who came from the state of Illinois. It was 1955, the Jim Crow laws were very much alive. They said he was flirting with...

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an interesting form for sure interesting and confused form a quintain from the first line used for those who like meter, impure sure to keep me amused ---------- The Emmett has 3 rules: 1. the first line is 5 words 2. in order, each word from the first line becomes the first word of the subsequent lines, producing a quintain 3. the rhyme scheme...

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Tears embedded three ring delight Star-crossed harlequins pigmented fright Echoes of laughter masking false smiles Greasepainted fantasy —clowns in denial (The New Room: July, 2022)...

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My mind cannot erase the memory of Emmett Till I often dream about his badly-mutilated body – The fourteen-year-old Black lad mercilessly beaten To death … for ostensibly flirting with a white woman. A victim of the era in which he lived, he was lynched, But the men who killed him were found “Not Guilty.” Have we any reason to wonder...

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Airy Wells and Emmett Street were working class kids, Just shy of a high school diploma. Airy’s mom had a habit of drinking too much. Emmett’s father was fighting lymphoma. Airy and Emmett had jobs after school, And mostly just kept out of trouble. While Airy stocked shelves at the dollar store, Emmett worked with a pick and a shovel. Airy and Emmett...

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i stand for what you don't cause what i want..i stand for a consciousness of peace and be still when i think of emmett till..i stand for what you don't cause that's what i won't stand for but for a consciousness of peace and be still when i think of emmett till...

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Chicago native Emmett Till would no longer be alive after he was lynched in the state of Mississippi in 1955. Till was on summer vacation in a village called Money. It's located in the delta region of the river Mississippi. The fourteen year old was beaten and shot in the head. His body was dumped in the Tallahatchie River when...

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Five lines can make poem. Lines should not be vile Can it bring a smile? Make it simple, wholesome. Poem is evocative, not a fake’s wile. ...

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Emmett Till Emmett Till Why was it you they had to kill Why did they drag you from your bed Why did they pistol whip your head What exactly did you do To make them do this thing to you Just fourteen years old from Chicago town To stay with you uncle you came down That day you went into Bryant's store No harm...

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Talking to my friend Tom. To tell him I found this emmet form. My, it is only five words, not the norm. Friend, it makes mine look like a marathon Tom as you can see, similar my thoughts, torn! The form can be checked out here http://poetscollective.org/poetryforms/emmett/...

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MOORLAND ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Moorland, wilderness, natural beauty, Nature! Wilderness, from barren to verdant glory. Natural, prime, if untouched, an untold story. Beauty, as perceived by human-nature. Nature, its larder for all and sundry! ...

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Body left dissipated, obliterated, oh Emmett Till, Investigators could not tell if it was a human or mutilated road kill, his eye was gouged from his head, barbed wire tied around his neck, all because a caucasian woman, claimed she didn't get proper respect oh Emmett Till, Money Mississippi was the place, you were not guilty of the case, but you were guilty of your...

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