Short American History Poems
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in contemplation-
incarceration frees up
thoughts into a dream
Inspired by Abe's photo of Martin Luther King
am i in
or you my friend
don't grim
its show and tell
am o in a sell
or living in hell
give me this hit
WHERE DO I FIT
don't let it fade
he payed
the way
for you and i today
rememeber what
he had to say
so many wept
the day he die
be wise
and
FOLLOW IN HIS FOOT STEPS
George Floyd's death surely pulled the trigger
On a rewrite of traditional American history --
Today's events, being part of a pitched battle
~ so very much bigger
What I Became
In school I liked:
physical geography, American History
and biology.
I hated:
chemistry, physics
and geometry.
So, I became a pharmacist
OLAUDAH EQUIANO
OLAUDAH EQUIANO
Writer abolitionist
From Igbo region
Purchased his own freedom
In 1766, prominent in British movement
2/11/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Amid great darkness
A beautiful light appeared
Carbon filaments
Incandescently lighting
Moving man out of darkness
Eneryone's crying
So many dying
Cracks of the whip
Echo in their ears
Loved one's taken,beaten,and threatened
Long hours
Working all day,all night
Working for nothing
With no way out
The slave
An autodidact
I fathered many patents
I was born a slave
U.S. railways I designed
I stood tall until my grave
here they most were born
theyer gone
there sprit lives on
some names
who had fame
there's sam-cooke
his music alway book
other too
otis joe texs
and the rest
who music will live
forever
ATTRIBUTE TO SOUL HEAVEN
"our budget allows for
one janitor, and that spot
is taken,"
is what he said
before he took one
look at my credentials
"sir, I come to ask
about the teller job,"
I says and he just
leaves
turns around to say
"come back in 25 years"
some say am not black
its a fact
when ship dip
and stop and dock
to make the drop
being black was the lot
some tried to fight
tho they might have been skin light
and was very nice just don't think twice
NEVER FORGET
BLACK HISTORY PRICE
they the sing
like a angel wing
on can some bang
by ropes some was hang\
for speaking out
that was freedom rout
to that goes on too
its a fact
still doing the lords will
ONLY IF some knew
what theyer going thur
BLACKS OF OLD AND NEW
Peeping
through the blinds
into the cold
winter morn,
smut hue foliage
hung like strange fruits
from an enigmatic shrub—
igniting a brain freeze
flask back of ourstory—
sometimes, symbolic images
bring memories of history
that can be cold and painful.
March 17 in eighteen sixty three
Will spin and pivot
Ancestry
As the fulcrum of this country
It is the unholy fire
Baal's tongue licking at the bones
Defied by desire
O but the ash is better balm
Then endless years
Where freedom wilts
A seedling watered by the salt of tears
"Although prejudice and discrimination has subsided over time and history, it is hidden in every corner of our present; for there is no escape from diversity in America. As hostility and violence is less prevalent some say, to say we live in a society of Pluralism, is to speck prematurely and blindly."
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Having received the American History Award in high school in 1981 I can honestly say one needs to know only 3 things to win it hands down. these are: It stinks, it still stinks, and it will probably continue to stink. Just live your life the best you can and try to love life and people as much as you can. Oh well.
The dawn is down
And the dew is due
So the stage is set
Light rears lavishingly
Beautifully bright
Out of the embryo
Of mother sun
The morning round
In view
In full open
Advances darkness
Sunset destage
Weakly dull
The dawn is up
Dew is spread
The night is gathered
Scenes for men
A drama of life.
Trees have a certain way of
making me wish that my ancestors never
stomped on the Native Americans'
ground and took away
its natural beauty
While I can't go back and
change American history
I can attempt to create peace
Between myself and nature
I can give myself a second chance
at understanding the way
life is meant to be
There is no…
African American history,
Native American history,
Irish American history,
Italian American history,
German American history,
Chinese American history,
Hispanic American history,
or White American history
There is only American History
—and Morgan Freeman got it right!
(Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)
There is no African American history,
or Native American history,
or Irish American history,
or Italian American history,
or German American history,
or Chinese American history,
or Hispanic American history,
or White American history...
There is only American History,
--- and Morgan Freeman got it right!
(Grantham New Hampshire-February, 2017)
From here I see again - not property
Men mangled and maimed by history
Not the shadows in chains
Chipping and hauling wooden flesh
Creation with more license
Than God on the silver skin
Carried its cargo before the wind
Of meaninglessness -
Here looks across the shining city
The muted mist of history
And here stand only as man
Nonnegotiable, nothing less.
You can no longer take our life
We are becoming focus
We have awoken
Under the light we have gained our sight
We will re-write all your wrongs
We will start to unite, we will put up a good fight
It's time we learn to stand and be strong
Babylon Look history has began to bite
You can no longer hold us down
The truth is being reveal, Babylon
You can no longer seal.
Tomorrow is 9/11 the worst day in American history
We need to take a moment and pray
Thousands died in those beautiful towers
Many jumped to their deaths
Some we still can’t find 23 years later
The attack on the Pentagon was a vicious act
Those Heros on Flight 92 gave there lives to save fellow Americans
Terrorists remain in our world and we can never forget
We could have run
And tried to hide.
But I promised Martin
I'd stand by his side.
The fear of death, hatred and pain.
He could oppress by peaceful change.
We could have tried
To run and hide.
But either way
He would have died.
So I gave to you my dream.
And carried on in peaceful means.
Now I join my love so true.
And leave this Dream Of Peace to you....
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