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Tribute to Malcolm

A tribute to Malcolm 
Malcolm Jamal Warner 
Was his name 
Heaven sure did gain 
An angel on earth 
Now he's  up in the skywatching over us
To us, he was the big brother  we always wanted, you know 
He was Theo from the Cosby show
He was  an all-around outstanding guy 
We never questioned

Malcolm-Jamal Warner

He was 54 years old but that was still too young to go.
He starred as Theodore Huxtable on 'The Cosby Show'.
He was asphyxiated and he drowned.
It's sad because he's no longer around.
He was a very talented man and that's certainly true.
He starred on 'The Cosby Show' from 1984 until 1992.
Malcolm had skill and charisma and

You cannot silence, what demands to be heard

Not only did they colonise land 
They colonised history too
They decided to make history a blank canvas 
To start anew
By painting over the colour in white paint
Hiding the accomplishments of tge black race 

They say slavery was in the past
We need to move on 
But continously teach us about the holocaust 
And when a black

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

Malcolm seemed nice

Young Malcolm was meek, rarely riled,
asking for korma, quite mild,
they all thought him nice,
until ordering rice,
that was where Malcolm went wild.

A NOTE FROM MALCOLM

A NOTE FROM MALCOLM

My advice is free, and time’s not billable
Try speaking French and I will soon know
Don’t claim a local or a provincial accent
It really does not sound as if heaven-sent
Nor a comment heard such as il fait beau
As the accent is always on the last syllable

As a teacher, these things do really matter
One

Malcolm X In America

One of the greatest scholars and speak so clear for a messaging so rugged but his future so clear 

Day is his night and sunset be his fright

As human as could be ,it only is right

Marching as a man is all we could see

One turn of his cheek was the ending of me

Untold story we

Malcolm

I’m pulling this Earth towards me,
as I’m as heavy as the stars,
I feel so out of place,
home only in my scars.

It is a wish, that someday I’d belong,
until then, smile wide and hope I’d be strong.
If only anyone knew, how all of it felt long,
I’ve lived too many lifetimes to die young.

I feel as if

All Lives Matter

Raising the slogans won't make it any better. 
Dare to accept the truth, 
All lives matter. 
Does that sound better, 
Islam is the way out, 
Quran is the light out. 
Read it I promise you will later have no doubt, 
As  from it I have learned 
All lives matter.

Malcolm Has Immobilized a New Truth

Due to his parents’ deaths Malcom mobilizes a new truth
Laughing and cavorting, moving in a frenzy
He is covering up his sadness with faux mirth
His essence cloaking abject melancholy

Laughing and cavorting, moving in a frenzy
Creating an illusion of complacency and acceptance
He is covering up his sadness with faux mirth
The ones closest to him pretend to believe

Malcolm X

Born Malcolm Little, Malcolm X,
Formerly known as "Detroit Red," was fiery and complex.

 An American Muslim Minister and Human Rights Activist
  He became disillusioned as Elijah Muhammad's loyalist


Date written: 08/22/2019

A Little Phone Call Malcolm and Donald

A Little Phone Call Malcolm and Donald
   by Bob Moore

Hello Donald
That Afro-American President,  lived there just before you
agreed to take these Middle Eastern fellers from Naru
they are a bloody handful, getting worser every day
when you gonna send a boat, and take them all away

A deals a deal out here in Oz, even

Double Tanka Re: Malcolm X

a. Perspective of Malcolm X

in the ghettos
like the reservations
white man builds
a separation of skins
hearts and minds


b. My Perspective

Malcolm Little born
to roll uphill
against all odds
a boy transmogrifies
into variable X

Malcolm

Bullets pierced the night. 
A Mother's Cry pierced the calm. 
His life stained the streets.

Malcolm X

It is not as simple as merely changing one's name
You must understand the cauldron before that came
And the hustler's hair caught fire burning into red anguish
And the water is disconnected to out the wish
Something about a mother's prayer and father's faith
Like all the islands were one Caribbean state
Jamaica and St Kitts came together beautifully in

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