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Look at the face of a traitor within facts
through this fraud he pushed his own personal opinion and agenda
every vote cast from there on in
should be null and void as this is proof of rigging and tampering
Treason against the state body as a whole and an insult to civil rights
shameful politics that makes a mockery of democracy
Why do judges not press charges on these admissions of guilt
pleased to defend criminals breaking the law seems to act out as a cartel
In the political system unchallenged
where is the justice in this circus of ruling class
the referendum in this case has been tampered with and fixed one way
This is how my soul sees it
what says you the people of justice to speak
one just couldn't make this up if they tried
No fear of threats from vicious
Peter Gargano knights of kkk
Threatening my life for attending
that 1969 Civil rights field trip
my father Civil rights advocates
political leaders gather
as we awaited the trial
way buses to board
my first grade class
was the only class
honoured to attend
because excellent
grades and we were
the entertainment
choir members thirty
one 1st graders my
mom and dad was
so proud of me no
cousins or sisters or
brothers no identity
thieves Jamaican
immigrants from tampa
definitely no mexican
violent offenders from
delicia chichihau mexico
born in 1980 committing
home invasions for corrupt
junk sick cops very sad place
in America truly sad these
violent offenders and corrupt
cops threatening my life
obsessed with my poetry
my life 1969 Abraham Lincolns
home my first grade class was
the only class selected throughout
Chicago i will never fear intimidations
threats from domestic terrorists
with badges discrimination
hatred of me fir being the child
of a civil rights advocates being
a child of a the black panther party
1969 fred hampton breakfast
program I wore wires pregnant
buying weapons and drugs from
corrupt junk sick cops today
these corrupt officers crave
my death attempting to extort
my poetry for Peter gargano
criminal group breaking in my
home reading my diary about
my 1969 field trip sorry your
Mexican imposter wasn't
even born your Jamaican
imposter wasn't even born
this was peters game to
murder me and impersonate
me with immigrants because
he hates blacks he burns blacks
alive he frames blacjs extort
blacks he hires blacks to
unearth blacks he hires corrupt
junk sick cops to terrorise
threatening fbi informants
confidential human sources
he ignited a car bomb in my face
i am truly blessed that my first
grade class was the only class
chosen to attend only because
I sang in the chior I got to sing Marian
Anderson’s hymn were the only class
we felt so special liberty and justice for all
lift every voice and sing very very exciting
such an honor to be chosen to sing
let freedom ring
The march and Chant
We Shall Overcome and we can
We must be on the mission shall
On Dr. King’s Birthday, we must do more than just reflect on his accomplishment and establishment
A call for action
Civil Rights call
Dr. King’s vision is still among us
His Legacy reigns
Stand Up with Head Up
It’s dignity and Reality
We have abilities and assurance
We are the strength in endurance
Dr. King’s influence
There is a cause and we are the effect
It matters when and how
We are the now
A need for change and rearrange
No time to blame
Civil Rights aim
Bulls eye right on target
Dr. King wants us to wake up and not pause on his dream
Waters are flowing and we can’t just let go dry
We are America
Be ever proud
This is all Races time
Dr. King wants us to all to come together and converse
His message is clear in how we will preserver
Dr. King is looking down on us from Heaven and wondering
Did his cause die in vain?
The mission he couldn’t finish must be continued
There is work to be done if we intend to be among
Dr. King was the purpose and we are the supporters yet to walk in Dr. King’s footsteps
Step by step ever Civil Rights closer
The Lord says, “I am the world’s firm foundation”
The creation being Mighty
Don’t settle, but speak out
Don’t be still, but have a determined will
Civil Rights is still needed to fulfill
Dr. King’s birthday I couldn’t let go by
Let us all fight for Civil Rights and have courage in the movement to try
Dr. King wants us to stand with him and in honor of him
I still hear the echoes of “WE SHALL OVERCOME”.
Do you realize that your "LIFE IS IMPORTANT": SO BE IT AND SO IT IS!Will you in your understanding realize and try to have some "Happiness" and have "GOOD INTENTIONS" for your fellow human beings? Bad intentions for your fellow human beings ,no matter what their "Religious Faith" sends "The One With Bad "Intentions to "Hell for "Eternity"!!!!!!! Your "SOUL and SPIRIT "is "IMPORTANT",so strive and keep that thing in.........tact.......run and tell that!!You ought to run and "TELL THAT"! Jesus Christ came "OUT" from "GOD"!The "HOLY SPIRIT"came out from "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY": THERE IS "ONE SPIRIT"and that is "THE SPIRIT IS THE SPIRIT THAT CREATED THE ONLY BEGOTTEN SON OF THE LIVING GOD WHO IS JESUS CHRIST!THE HOLY SPIRIT CAME OUT FROM GOD JUST LIKE JESUS CHRIST!"The "ONE HOLY SPIRIT"is going to "TAKE OVER""EVERYTHING" FOR "THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY"WHOES "HOLY NAME IS "JEHOVAH" WHO "ALLAH" PRAYS TO!ALLAH PRAYS TO JEHOVAH WHO IS "SOVEREIGN",as "LORD GOD ALMIGHTY OVER ALLAH OR ANY WHO CALLS THEMSELVES "GOD"!ALLAH OR ANY GOD GETS ON THEIR KNEES ,AND "PRAYS TO "THE HOLY NAME OF THE OF GOD "JEHOVAH" !LOOK up the names of god and you will find that ALLAH is "NOT" a name of "GOD"! ALLAH is a GOD that must pray to"THE HOLY NANE OF THE LIVING GOD"WHO IS "JEHOVAH"!LOOK up the names of god,and allah "IS NOT A NAME OF GOD"!Your "BODY is "Important",and you may drink so you must think,and be concerned about that body,aqnd keep it healthy,and not let it stink from too much drink!!!!!It is "IMPORTANT" to be ,,"LOVING",SINCERE,COMPASSIONATE,and "HAVE GOOD INTENTIONS"or you will "DIE"!!!!! BAD INTENTIONS LETS YOU DIE EARLY FOR THOSE WHO TREAT YOU"GOOD"!!!!!!!IT IS "IMPORTANT TO HAVE "GOOD INTENTIONS FOR THOSE WHO YOU COME IN CONTACT WITH OR "THE BAD "INTENTIONS THAT YOU HAVE FOR THOSE YOU COME IN CONTACT WITH WILL COME TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY WITHOUT FAIL FOR SURE!"ACHIEVE SOMETHING GOOD" SO THAT "YOU AND YOUR FAMILY WILL BE A PART OF THAT WHICH IS "BEAUTIFUL"!!!BAD INTENTIONS FOR A PERSON WHO IS ACHIEVING SOMETHING GOOD WILL SEND THAT PERSON TO "HELL"FOR SURE :NO MATTER WHAT THEIR WORK OR PROFESSION! THAT IS GOOD!TAKING AWAY "WOMENS RIGHTS" BY "REPUBLICANS" WHO TRY TO MAKE "THE U.S.A" LIKE AFGANISTAN IS REALLY WHY REPUBLICANS WILL BE VOTED OUT OF "POLITICAL OFFICE FOREVER!
In the light of the South where the sun burns bright,
We march for freedom, we march for right.
With each step forward, we push through pain,
Dreaming of a world where love will reign.
The streets are filled with glimmer of hope,
As we gather strength to help us cope.
In the face of hatred, we stand tall,
United we rise, divided we fall.
My children ask me, "Why must we fight?"
I tell them, "For justice, for what is right."
For the dream of equality, we strive each day,
In the land of the free, we pave our way.
Though the road is long and fraught with fear,
Our voices echo, loud and clear.
From Selma to Montgomery, we march on,
In the name of freedom, until dawn.
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cultural revolution
psychedelic evolution
sporting polyester mini skirts
spouting love, not war
rebellion sprouts
flower children
wonder years
rendered drugs
Beatles blew in, humming about yesterday
evening news, Cronkite summing war today
distant shores
scores dying
small, heroic Rosa sat in front
civil rights, King’s light, confronted klan
bullets break the heart of man
good die young, a president’s child...
salutes goodbye -- nations cry
one step on the moon
for mankind
into hope
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For Nette's Contest "Magic Of Decade's Mood"
By Carrie Richards
Written to my Cousin Madelyn McKay six years ago. She was a poetess here as cancer consumed her body. May my magical and kind cousin ….rest in peace!
Maggie . She had sent me an article on how great the 1960’s were! I am glad she is not here to see our civil rights being taken away, the murder of children, and our Congress having people in it, whose allegiances are not to
America. God is dead to many, our currecy is marked with these words, “ In God we trust. But He is being repaced by a new religion, “Wokeism”.Dear
It was painful to read, for me,anyway. I don't even want to remember fun things anymore!
Dearest Cousin Maggie….
We exist in a hellish world,
Surrounded by invisible bars.
Slapped down at every corner.
We are riddled with technology,
which many drool over. Not me!
Where are the people? Where is such a
thing called a voice?
Where is love?
Where is humanity?
The sound of my fingers, tapping on the
iPad, smileys, LOL's will never replace being
with another..
I am glad I am old, and welcome death.
I see no point in living in a world that is
ice cold and growing to be a repressive.
Communist state.
And I do believe at death you see the face of
God! How can I not want that.Maggie?
An empty on life is a device is bad enough.
While my fellow beings do not want to hear
their right to live is ending…Far worse.
The past! Terribly painful to recall. The punishment
for those who speak out now is vast and wide.
Love, Cousin Pangie
Postscript.
Violence is at an all time high.
Mass murder goes unpunished and people do
not realize, they could be next.They put their
fingers in their ears and will swim in pools of
positivity to drown out the screams of reality
and lies by repressive governments.
They forgot who Hitler was. We have many of
his evil ilk, in all countries and citizens who think
they are adults, hiding and pretending evil does
not exist?
Good people are jailed in their countries while
anarchists, subsidized by our governments…
Rule your world and mine. And our precious
children’s blood runs in the streets. P.R.
Note, This is an opinion piece. Thank you
for reading.
Poem 1 8/7/2024
Echoing voices can be heard from Former President Obama, Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Medgar Wiley Evers and numerous other Afro American pioneers
It’s time to preserver
Mobilize in no fear
Stand America
Be Strong and Courageous
Pinnacle circumstance
Ironic situation
Battle cry
Civll Rights Armor on
Lift your voices in the rallying call
“We can’t stop and won’t be stopped”
Brothers and Sisters in the cause
Fist of power raised up determined.
Liberty and Freedom desired
Mission focus
We can’t turn back, but only reflect back
We kneel in asking God for our guidance
Forward being strong in onward
Turning for years struggle into victory
America’s continuation story
Faith moves mountains
Our climb full of endurance
Heaven’s guidance our assurance.
Our Forefathers before us gave a good fight
We must continue the action for today and way into the future
We can’t sit back and wonder
We must make change happen
Our lives came from before, and we are anecdote in the after
We are the multitudes
There cannot not be any Civil Rights conclude
Together we can bring America to soothe
No win or lose principle
Our forefathers want us to be determined to fulfill
Changing Hatred, Killings and non-acceptance of Race
Step out and continue the movement
All Races need to come together as one
One day our rise
Today to energize
The uplifted outcome
Together we must stand.
Joplin was to Southern Comfort,
what Hendrix was to smack
Morrison was to masquerade,
what Dylan never lacks
Woodstock was to 69,’
what music was to time
Saigon was to those who stayed,
what Auschwitz now reminds
Kennedy was to hopes and dreams,
what nightmares were to some
Castro was to leftist thugs,
what cymbals are to drums
Kissinger was to Nixon
what Canada was to home
Dr. King to civil rights,
what kings are to their thrones
Walter Cronkite was to news,
what intention was to fact
Altar boys were to Priests,
what pretzels are to snacks
58,000 were to die,
what a wall was to proclaim
58,000 were to all,
what conscience is to shame
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
We decided to visit the largest sand dune in Florida
it was well within our reach
just a few miles drive from where we were camping
at a place called American Beach.
And we saw the largest sand dune in Florida
which of course is what we went there for
but in visiting American Beach
we got the sand dune…and so much more.
There was a time, a sad time in our history
one part of some of our darkest days and nights
When African Americans were allowed to swim in the ocean…
just not allowed to swim there with the whites.
Abraham Lincoln Lewis wanted his employees to have a beach
so American Beach was created
giving African Americans a place to swim
all-be-it to swim segregated.
For many years American Beach thrived
until segregated beaches were needed no more
when the Civil rights act was finally passed…back n 1964.
The sand dune is all that’s left of American Beach
that and a few trees and grasses swaying in the breeze
but also posted at the site are some photos
of children, of churches and families.
When you see these pictures…when you look at the dune
and think of where all these African Americans sat
you think to yourself…children and churches and families
it doesn’t get any more American than that!
And you wonder as you see these segregated African American families
In frame after frame after frame
If there will come a time in this country
where all people see all people the same.
So as we stood near the largest sand dune in Florida
and were reminded of the wickedness of Jim Crow..
we prayed we never make the same mistakes again
that we made only a short time ago.