Funeral Racism Poems

Mamie Till Mobley demanded and open casket,
to let the world see,
the bloated, beaten body of her baby boy,
who was lynched in Mississippi.

His name was Emmett...

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“History, is a nightmare from which I’m trying to awake.” -James Joyce

A burnt blonde freckled white man stands in a white bathing suit
With red raw...

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For some I am your neighbor, that lives down the street. For others I am the one, that you are so afraid to meet.

For some...

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Wandering the maze of sanity
has now become a harsh challenge
to the psyche as insanity fuels
itself with echoing bigotry 
soaring like starving hawks
while vultures are daily...

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Epitaph for a Palestinian Child
by Michael R. Burch

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.

This...

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 Take Out the Landry

Dirty laundry for years on the floor
finally the dirt is out the door
Quebec is cleaning house
separatists being laid to graves
like Napoleonic...

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Community organizers
and multiculturing regenerators
and organic whole food farmers
all agree
we tend to end up
back to where historically empowered nutritional voices 
start.

Look at all these old white...

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Many years ago 
There was a line;
Drawn for purposes of segregation.
A crow was responsible 
Since the beginning of time--
So as we rewind--
To tell of this...

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Maggie Skosana
cut down in your youth
for the simplest reason
telling the truth
'twas the hand of your brethren
that cast the first stone
your supporters have fled
leaving you on...

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