January History Poems

You may be very wealthy and powerful,
Yet you're doomed to fail like a fool,
If you are on the wrong side of history,
Where a deep sludgy...

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My jubilant latent, nascent poetic tribute to black history month

Which acknowledgement ought to be year round,
similar to altruistic, humanistic, and philanthropic
unconditional acceptance and respect
crafted with...

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THE AZTEC EMPIRE
Once so high and mighty
A symbol of power and glory
Fearless in combat of fists and arms
Causing harm became a norm
Over their enemies their...

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(This dark poem was written on the anniversary and in memory of the events of January 6, 2021.)

Gallows at the Capitol

By Mark D. Stucky
“Hang Mike...

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As I was reading  Nyasatimes 
Gazette on line 
On January 10th , 2024
I  saw the name 
of Yao Kingdom Foundation
Portrayed badly 
As written,"...

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Three years ago today we watched
The Capitol attack
And what it made me understand
Is there’s no going back.

For though there always have been lies
In government, I...

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Time and history

Finally caught up with this hurricane of my passing of time,
time that has given way to moments of contemplation, reflection,
moments of replication that...

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Whoami? Within following figurative nutshell:

Yours truly just a fluke of the universe
worming his way hook, line and sinker
thru the meandering time stream,
which current speeds up...

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Brings Back A Memory



The soft glow from that candle Brings back a  memory,

The echo of the words a young man spoke that chilly day...

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Freedom is it a thought, a word, or a dream
Where can we find it
I have looked but I’ve never seen
In a rundown cabin in a...

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In nineteen thirty five, in the eighth of January 
His kingship first saw light in Tupelo, Mississippi 
Under the Capricorn, there he met the sun...

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The History of Black People,
And all of our People should be celebrated
Year-round: every day, week, month, and decade.
The celebration should go on unabated,
All the time....

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Louder than the silence
Heard beyond my heart’s echo,
Darker than the shadows
Secreted where feelings bled
Through the delicate colors
Hues of hopeful, fresh
Young faces in delicate light,
Smiles alive,...

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the mist ...

was thick and blue
like some demon brume let
loose from the
bowels of death, itself
it swept along the edge of
the darkened forest
licking the evergreens with
its...

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My nascent poetic tribute to black history month

more apropos and alternately titled: 
praise to thee people 
of variegated melanin color,
whose immense understated improvements
and enhancement of...

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