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There will come a time when color
Has no meaning to our neighbor
Like it was in the beginning.
Life for the world will be kinder.
Harriet Tubman, born a slave,
Dedicated her life to save
People that sought after freedom.
A surprising woman and brave.
Jackie Robinson, a black man
In an all-white baseball team, then ,
Couldn't sleep or dine with his teammates
At any time, since it began.
Rosa Parks that sat in the front .
Those in disgust were indignant,
She refused to give her seat up.
She was jailed for the incident.
Pained so, by racial unfairness,
It hardens my soul for wrongness
In the life is equality
Our salvation, loving kindness.
5/27/2022
IT WAS DECEMBER 23RD 2003 LIVING IN FORT MYERS FLORIDA MY POEM WAS AWARDED PRESTIGIOUS EDITORS CHOICE AWARD BECAUSE IT DISPLAYS A UNIQUE PERSPECTIVE AND ORIGINAL CREATIVITY WHATS AMAZING IS THIS WAS 3 MONTHS AFTER MY TRAUMATIC BRAIN INJURY THIS POEM CONTINUED TO RECIEVE THIS AWARD AFTER RELOCATING NORTH DUE TO FOUR HURRICANES CHARLIE LISA GENE HUGO I CONTINUE WRITING OF COURSE AS PUBLISH TODAY OFFERED TO PAY ME TO PUBLISH MY ANTHOLOGY THIS POEM THE WRATH CONTINUED TO CAPTURE READERS ALSO IN 2006 IT'S TRULY AMAZING FIGHT FLIGHT MODE FIGHTING FOR MY BRAIN AND JUST LIKE HARRIET TUBMAN CONTINUED TO LEAD INJURED ILL PERSONS OUT OF SLAVERY I THINK OF VIRGINIA WOLFE WRITING DURING HER NERVOUS BREAKDOWNS BOUTS OF DEPRESSION THE BEAUTIFUL MINDS OF MYSTERY DURING SEVERE ILLNESS WE I WAS IN MY COMA I COULD OOEN MY EYES BUT POEMS CAME ACROSS MY MIND ONCE I AWAKENED I WAS ABLE TO PUT PEN TO PAGE DESCRIBING WHAT OCCURED WHILE I WAS FAST ASLEEP UNRESPONSIVE GOD BLESS NASA RADIOLOGY IN NAPLES FLORIDA AND GOD BLESS THE POET THAT LIVES AND CONTINUES TO WRITE AMONG US
THE WRATH WAS WRITTEN BY
YOLANDA NICHOLSEN 2003 I RECIEVED
AWARDS DECEMBER 23RD 2003 RIGHT
BEFORE CHRISTMAS DOWN THE STREET
FROM THOMAS EDISON HOME WHERE
ROCKEFELLER FORD AND EDISON STATUE
SITS FORT MYERS FLORIDA
“Tubman”
What colours a heart
courage?
What colours a mind
belief?
What colours a soul
unity?
Underground
we carry torches
from station
to station
We are the Light
We Lead
No colour
No religion
No epic
delusion
Where is the race?
The race to confusion?
We are One
You and me
We are One
We all bleed
Underground
we carry torches
from station
to station
Poets grieving
Vigilantes seething
Electric conductors
of Love
punching tickets
elevate the fire
Light rises
out of the numb
sacrifice the smallest
midst mountains of Moriah
signals waking
signals waving
Freedom
Glowing
Colours are All
Colours
Ultraviolet
magnetic to spectrum
silent tapping, unheard
sometimes seen
no snake doctor lectern
truth burns
souls bound to each other
all grieving
in one way or another
we all learn
Hearts beating
Lungs breathing
signals waking
signals waving
platforms all crowing,
now eyes open
listening,
debating
all signals waking
new story weaving
Souls searching
Souls kneeding
Light now is calling
Light now is leading
Tubman is not
dreaming
(LadyLabyrinth/ 2020)
“Any cause needs speakers and organizers.
Any mass movement requires
women and men of great ideas.”
Tubman, Harriet.
Harriet Tubman is sometimes referred to as the Moses of her people because of the way she led them out of slavery. The Underground Railroad operated at night. Slaves were moved from "station" to "station" by abolitionists.
for such a time as this of political upheaval and economic uncertainty
how does anyone go about determining what is their God-given destiny?
what is our purpose in the grand scheme of God's desires?
what is it from us that the Lord Our God requires?
God gave each of us life for a reason
and will call upon each of us in due season
there will be some sacrificing and moving out of comfort zones
just remember that whatever God asks of you, you won't have to do it alone
for the battle is not just yours it also belongs to the Lord
and God won't let you write a check that you cannot afford
God will move you to a place and then give you an obstacle to overcome
but through Jesus you have the victory so consider the battle won
just trust in God to give you all that you will need
so that His set purpose for your life will come to seed
like Queen Esther, Harriet Tubman, Sojourner Truth and Rosa Parks
women destined for greatness who were beacons in society's dark
they did what was necessary for the greater good
to put the needs of others before their own as we all should
they stood up and confronted the so-called powers that be
in righteous indignation in order to save humanity
so let God position you where you'll prosper and be strong
and then use you as a vessel to make right a wrong
it might not make much sense to you and you might even disagree
but God knows what's best when it comes to determining your destiny
so just say yes to any and all that of you God does ask
and believe unconditionally that He'll equip you for the task
and as long as you remain resilient in your resolve
between you and God the situation will get solved
destined for greatness as mothers, mentors, lawyers or teachers
destined for greatness as activists, doctors, scientists or preachers
it matters not the capacity nor the career for you that God did choose
we're women destined for greatness and as children of God we cannot lose
She has patience that defies great despair
In the face of age eroding her motherhood, Sarah waited and gave birth to a nation
She has penitence that overcomes shame
In the face of a cruel death, Magdalene braved the stones and shame and became a saint
She has loyalty that is audacious
In the face of fear and the disciples going in hiding, Mary and Magdalene stayed by Jesus’ side
She can be armless but still walk with defiance
In the face of bloodshed and an incarcerated husband, Winnie Mandela fought apartheid for a nation
She can switch from polite conductor to tough commandant
Carrying brain injuries Harriet Tubman was the female Moses who free slaves with armed invasions
Her beautiful face soaks up tears of pain but always shine bright again
In the face of a world of turmoil and hate, women give us the beautiful half of humanity
Happy women’s day!
Land of the free
Home of the slaves
The blood, sweat and tears of my ancestors resonate
Amongst the soil where they were slain
I’m hearing their struggle
I’m feeling their pain
I can’t imagine being forced to part from my family
All for massa’s gain
So I pay homage to those who promoted change
People like every slave who tried to escape
Nat Turner, Ms Carlotta, Harriet Tubman
And the safe houses who were in accord
And peg leg Joe with his song
Follow the drinking gourd.
People like, the disregarded - those thrown overboard
And who was dismissed and defamed
The ones who were stripped of their soul, their pride, their names
The list could go on
The full will never be told
So I pay homage to others who were bold
Like John Brown, The Freedom Riders, Sojourner Truth
Ida B Wells, Phyllis Wheatley, Maya Angelou,
Langston Hughes and Charles Drew
George Washington Carver, Ruby Bridges
Booker T Washington and Mary McCleod Bethune
Charles Houston, Ralph Bunche, Fredrick Douglass
WEB Dubois, Paul Robeson, Ralph Abernathy
Benjamin Banneker, Marcus Garvey and Crispus Attucks
Who’s death by the way
Symbolized the American lie
You cant declare the rights of all men
While the people of African decent rights get denied
But still we rise
Thanks to Dr Martin Luther King, Malcolm X,
The Black Panthers, the Buffalo Soldiers and Tuskegee Airmen
None who were showed any love
Yeah it’s an uphill battle,
But obviously greatness can be done.
We can rise above this stigma
That blacks are lazy and daunting
That our worth is null and void
And in essence minus nothing
And of all the names mentioned
And the greatness of their successes
No one has been able to erase the evil transgressions of a racist mind
And once you have experienced just a taste of it
It changes your perception of time
The oppression beats like the drum on the chariot
Of when it was finally time to escape to freedom
It's mine
'It is Time'
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One foot in front of the other.
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Eyes down, heads locked.
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Minds all consumed with none.
It is time.
Time to get our heads out of the dirt.
Time to lock each other down, brothers and sisters.
It's time
It's time
It's time
It's time to bond together
Time to hasten our march
Time to walk with actual direction
So we can ALL end up at the same destination.
It's time to rebuild our bond
It's time to lift each other up as one.
It's time to stop getting lost.
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Some will stray
In love with the mirage of comfort.
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They ran out of time.
Like Tubman, leave them behind.
It's time!
It's time!
It's time!
It's time!
Quote:"Harriet Tubman: “I had crossed the line. I was free; but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.”
Inspirationt: "I have been a stranger in a strange land" Bible, Exodus 2:22
Starnger, a name whispered in unfamiliar tones,
A face foreign in a sea of knowns,
Crossing borders, a journey grand,
I have been a stranger in a strange land.
From distant shores, a dream in hand,
New culture's tide, a shifting sand,
Languages twist, meanings unclear,
In crowded streets, solitude is near.
Eyes that glance, but seldom see,
An immigrant's life, a silent plea,
To belong, yet to stand apart,
Survival wrapped in a cautious heart.
In the warmth of my circle, I find,
Echoes of home, memories kind,
Yet outside, in the mainstream's glare,
A shadow I remain, barely there.
Isolation, a cloak I wear,
Loneliness, a constant prayer,
In this new world, vast and grand,
A stranger, always, in a strange land.
I'm a slave so I got slave traits
brought with a price, brought to America
and got bidded on, slapped, whipped
worked cotton fields and of course been spitted on
you see I then did a bid caught probation and
to be on these streets again I'm scared
probation or parole
don't mean you free it's just another way
for this country to keep you in check
now you might get some respect from ya homies
but tell me whats that, truth is I'm just a slave wit benefits
so times ain't really changed from then till now
cause we were slaves then and we still are now
when you see a slave what you hear shhh! not a sound
we was lost and then found or rather already found
just taken, robbed, and raped given a clean slate
wit a new name thats kind of the reason
I could never wear bracelets and chains
so I'm still locked up in my own mind frame.
This is what I am or rather who I am
a servant of the great I AM
and I am every man & woman who fought & died for freedom
I am every Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Harriet Tubman
that chose to lead em, I am every Nelson Mandela,
Rodney King and Jesus Christ thats eternally bleeding
I am the truth, way, light & every righteous reason
every preacher, evangelist, poet, public speaker, & deacon
that believes some people are only in ya life for seasons
and as a young adult to my young brothers & sisters
I been sanctified to lyrically feed em that everybody
walks their own path but only you know who you
should believe in.
To have your picture on the face of a stamp,
Is a honor reserved for the ones who cultivated change
Among the mèlange of inspiring faces,
Lays the face of someone who served on the basis,
Of freedom
Behind a small black and white picture,
A mighty face lays
With eyes of a fighter,
eloquent hair, neatly parted
The words,
Black white
Trust danger
Defiance hope
All line the bottom
Words of hope, words of courage
That picture is of a strong willed soul
Oh what a wonderful life, one bloke stole
Late at night, she deployed her clandestine runaway
With peers, she warily walked, not knowing where she was destined
Little did she know,
She would make this trip many times again, not knowing what each bestowed
Harsh winter nights, where the breeze grew as cold as coal,
She walked, walked and walked
Till’ days grew into the lines of a bole
She is a freedom fighter
She is a activist
She is a mother
She is a motivator
She is Harriet Tubman
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