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It all dpends

I know you can groove
but I wanna see you
dance
i wanna see you dance
I wanna see you dance
Dance
Dance
Dance for me.....
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It all depends
and those who
so evers
and whats going on
and who's deemed clever
taken in account to
the calender
your plans and mine
and to what
each prefers
it al depends
it all depends

Giving consideration
to your cumstance
I'm opened to agreeing
dancers need preparation
lyrics need beleiving
it all depends
how the music takes it's
groove
whether they wanna shuck
and jive
or the people wanna
party and groove
it all depends
it just all depends

shoo be doo whop bop
skit doo be dooy
ah uh ooh we
doo be do be
shoo be doo woop woop
ah doo we doo we
ah doo we do ah
ah shoo be doo we

It all depends
in such consideration
what are we doing
what are saying
what's the rules
to what obligations
it all depends
it just all depends

Make America Grate Again

Don’t care whom it ravages:
this land was always Thine.
Circle wagons, shoot all savages,
and things are (once more) fine.
The Swaggarts, Bakkers and Miscaviges
will soon be judenrein.

For far too long we’ve been contrite.
The best of cleaners scours.
We’re gonna give them fight or flight
(for far too long, they’ve gotten flowers).
There’s nothing wrong with being white:
or claiming what is ours.

Remember when Strom Thurman ruled?
A time when men were men.
For decades we’ve been wrongly schooled:
the sword subdues the pen.
Though King and Evers had us fooled,
we don’t get fooled again.

America was always mean,
until we lost our way.
The atom bomb, the mud marine –
Pacific equals prey.
You’re eighteen? With an A-15
you’ll always get your way.

We don’t need Confucian.
We’ve got Roger Stone.
Disregard the Constitution –
we’ll do this on our own.
Clear Catullus? Lucid Lucian?
Our wisdom is home-grown.

We bow, but only to our owners:
faceless, taxless, they:
they’re so rich, they give us boners:
they never leave LA:
we worship them. They’re known as donors:
we gave the store away.

WHAT DOES MEDGAR WILEY EVERS MEAN TOO ME

One man destined for greatness
The Struggle
Fight for Civil Rights
Battle with opposition
Realign the divide of Separation
Determination for Freedom
Constitution for all Races
Civil Rights march
Strong Advocate Figure
Dignity Pride
Believing and Understanding
How it relates to CUNY MEDGR EVERS COLLEGE
Opportunity
Education advance
Being given a chance for high learning
Excelling in one’s goals
Theory into concepts
Preparation for success
Medgar Evers College being alum with their story to tell.

MALCOLM X FORWARD

Reflection past with an after effect prove
Civil Rights powerful
A voice of meaningful words
“BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY THEORY”
Knowledge and Wisdom of principles
Set the stage for foundation
I had the honor and pleasure of having Malcolm X’s Widow, Dr. Betty Shabazz as my Professor on the subject of IN SEARCH OF WELLNESS class at CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE
Malcolm X was a standalone
A man full blown
History being well known
The push for Civil Rights change
Opposition just couldn’t remain
Malcolm X name represented greatness
I can account being the witness
Malcolm X was no error, but a count on
Feared no one
A name that will always be remembered
Movement of achievement
Malcolm X was killed for civil rights he believed in
His voice like a woodman’s Ax
Loud and verbal
His time on Earth was allowed
X marks the spot
He was a man of like it or not.

MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE THEORY

M	MOTIVATE
E	EXCEL
D	DETERMINED
G	GRATIFICATION
A	ACADEMICS
R	REFRESH

E	EXCELLENCE
V	VICTORIOUS
E	ESTABLISH
R	RESUME
S	SUCCEED

C	COLLABORATION
O	OPPORTUNITY
L	LEADERSHIP
L	LEVERAGE
E	EDUCATION	
G	GREATNESS
E	EFFORT

LEGACY FROM LEGACY

Education being knowledge
Foundation established
My years at CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE
Higher learning being opportunity
I was honored to be educated by legacy from legacy
It was MALCOLM X primage into a Professor Dr. Betty Shabazz,
Malcolm X’s Widow
Principles simple
Health class called “IN SEARCH OF WELLNESS”
My mind opened up into wonder
My thoughts embraced yonder
Listened and absorbed
Possibilities on every turn
Theories directed
Legacies wisdom
Values to use in one’s own life
That is what I got from Dr. Shabazz’s teachings
No doubt
Pure education through and through
Who knew?
For me, it became pursue.

Tumble

tumble, little tumbleweed
come play ‘round my feet
I’ll dote my cares upon you
midst tenderness, replete

tumble, little tumbleweed
until you've found a place
devote time to appreciate
the treasures you embrace

tumble, little tumbleweed
dance your wonders, wild
tho’ I call you tumbleweed
you’re but my dearest child

tumble, little tumbleweed
learn and dream and grow
I'll love you thru the Evers 
though I will watch you go

tumble, little tumbleweed
strong and straight and true
now I must let you tumble on
please kiss me, sweet, adieu

tumble, little tumbleweed …

tumble.






Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, December 1, 2022

( for my grandchildren and great-grandchildren )

Animal Embassy

A porcupine, an owl and a beautiful iguana
Were among the creatures that I got to see;
And no, I wasn’t dreaming it or smoking marijuana – 
Every animal was real as it could be.

For my grandkids were invited to a show with all these creatures;
There were also frogs and tortoises and snakes.
It was wonderful to see, up close, exotic facial features,
Some of which resulted in some double-takes.

Both my grands were quite enchanted and were brave enough for petting,
Gently stroking certain reptiles’ backs or shells
And I joined in their enthusiasm, somehow, though, forgetting,
Age has no effect on Nature’s magic spells.

*Animal Embassy is a program founded by naturalist Chris Evers, 
which connects people with live, exotic animals.

A Page From My Past

I pick a crumpled page,
from a basket of memories,
tucked in the corner of my old house,
they remind me of my bygone years,
sketched in crayons and rainbow colours!
a purple river with a yellow boat,
a green duck and a red rose,
stick like figures of mum and dad,
with me and sister in gleeful pose!
a park bench where we all sat,
singing along with tuneful carols,
wearing warm woolies that mother knit,
basking in the glow called family love!
many such papers I did pick,
uncurled them to get a good peek,
memories lost to time’s wither,
smudged in colours but fresh in mind!
snow white evenings and little chats,
playful quarrels and fancy dress!
school friends and all my teachers,
and kind Miss Evers who served us food!
my furrowed brow and wizened face,
reflect on those glorious days,
memories saved is all I have,
but folks I lost, for them I crave!

‘Story from your Childhood’ contest
Written 10/December/ 2020
L Milton Hankins sponsored
Free verse

Life Is

Life is ups and it's downs, 
                it's shorts and it's longs
It's crooks and it's straights, 
                it's rights and it's wrongs
It's emptys and it's fulls, 
                it's hots and it's colds
It's nows and it's thens, 
                it's youngs and it's olds
It's darks and it's brights, 
                it's hards and it's softs
It's evers and it's nevers, 
                it's onces and it's ofts
It's goods and it's bads, 
                it's dirtys and it's cleans
It's happys and it's sads, 
                it's nices and it's means
It's alls and it's nones, 
                it's belows and it's aboves
It's hugs and it's kisses, 
                it's hates and it's loves
It's beginnings and it's endings, 
                it's slows and it's fasts
It's questions and it's answers, 
                it's firsts and it's lasts
It's rounds and it's squares, 
                it's befores and it's afters
It's ins and it's outs, 
                it's tears and it's laughter
It's all of these things rolled up in a shell
So have yourself a good one, and I wish you well

Scenes of Love

We fell like hips, into the sea
 Rustle forth, and come to me
 You are land. I'm coming dry
 You caught my lips. You catch my eyes. 

Words into fire
 Throw forth the light
 Embers sparkle 
 Up to the sky

A few lines cross over
 Dripping into the flames
 Melt into images
 Each delicately untamed 

Said it's a burden
 Fear love so true
 Whispers can harden
 From the ways they're used

My answers are questions
 My questions are pure 
 Your mind does not notice
 Your heart is the cure 

Images can continue
 Scenes can unfold
 Hours into "evers"
 If we can keep hold

Fantasy Baseball

Tinker Evers and Chance
their double play romance

Ty Cobb terror on bases
also with many faces

if Babe Ruth played today
can't imagine his pay

a D-H for sure
his homeruns were pure

baseball and fantasy
for me it is easy

baseball's my desire
my juices on fire

My Isolation Chamber

Light borrowed from a beginning’s shine
From the opening of a shut eye with a seal
A vision of the new never before seen
The flash of a truth once hidden to reveal

We make these journeys with our minds
Stretching through bygones, forever and evers
Take these decisions without trusting our friends
Our feet firmly planted in doubt of the what ifs?

If hunger was not real, then starvation would not exist
But war is real and so are the lives if steals
If seconds were not thieves, they would be first
At night, my shut eye remembers vividly tears it spills

My camera lens stopped working when I retired
Life is now a reruns of all repressed ideas trying to remember 
Those never recommended at the fear of never being recorded
A collection of ideologies in my isolation chamber

Honest Lies

Begins with an appreciation of ledgers,
Clear, true and definite in appearance,
While a long journey through the never evers,
Finding fallacy in every reverence.

As much As I can I try to never,
Subdue that darkness within, such pain severed.
Sweats and strength wasted as it recur,
Anguished in thoughts of constant repeats and anger.

Truth be told of tales so epic in yawns,
A few incantation of deceit. A Fraud!
How can I expect the precision when I am fabricating pawns,
Selling axiom like lush apples hiding all the rot.

The sanctimony of speech hassling for honesty.
Cage it in. Suppress with overflowing control,
Never again a lie or any casuistry.
In hopes to speak rightness and be bold.

An inventor. A story teller. A fictional character.
The emphasis of unjust letters that story unworldly.
Never a point of view. Always an actor.
Only the point from you. Yours Sincerely,

Clutching the premise of these various words and thoughts,
Baptising the impurity within thee,
For only I will know the the battle raging in from GOD.
My truth. I will always try. Believe me.

F Bomb

“F Bomb”
By Nate Spears

I got the heart of a man name Malcolm
The visions of Martin Luther
The tongue of Emmett Till
The brains of Medgar Evers

Can I get a window seat
Away from defeat
Can I get park for the kids to play
Next to the spot
Where Rosa refused her seat

Langston in my pen
Proud, young, and free
Handsome and intelligent
The government targets me
First,
In a second
My history is a blessing
The court system in racist
Society shows the traces.

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