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Emmanuel Davies Jul 2020
To and fro to and fro
Faster and faster
Until the world whirls by
Goes the boy on a swing
If he would only learn to take it slow
Maybe then his trousers
Would learn to fit
And the world
Would in his head cease to meet
Maybe we Africans should
Check ourselves and not blame it all
On racism
Don't hate me for saying this ok
Just felt we should know!
#boy_on_a_swing
imehsahdehahs Jul 2020
There is Nothing  between Us, but

That Ugly ****** Noose

my eyes are Shining, but

You didn't even turn around to Look

because of that Ugly ****** Nose

I sing you a Song for you love,


scream of the butterfly


As Soon as you turned around

You Turn your back  

tell what happened?

is it because of my Skin? My race?

My Black Lips, body and hair?

Don't tell me it's not true

telling  me, it isn't  my fault!

Like i've done somethings


to feel guilty

for not being, What? White



Shut The **** Up!



who's running for office?

"how's Ye doin?"

is He Still wearing that hat?

That Red hat

Wash your Red hat

in this blood bath

signing that blood pact

Now you Chilling out with trump

watching  

triumph of the will

My Visions our blurry

I can't breath

NO



4



REAL










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C      A     N  '  T





B.          R.       E.      A.         T.        .H



















PS:  A. How is that handsome Duke Doin'?

B. oh, Same old David, just like to hang  

****** by the toe.
Send Noose
Robert Ippaso Jul 2020
Cancel Culture, Black Lives Matter,
Me too movement, Gay rights too,
Social media so much chatter
Have a gripe, just join the queue.

Pro-choice stalwarts, pro-life hawks,
Farm to table, Save the earth,
A world of slogans, countless squawks
A new cause daily sees it's birth.

Sound bites matter, the Media gloats,
Politicians scramble to take the stage,
Armed with purpose and ready quotes.
Often glib and rarely sage.

Where is reason, quiet thought.
Before action and verbal storm,
Popularity not earned but bought,
Measured now by Twitter swarm.

And as to us the silent mass
Forging lives amidst this din,
As we wade through this morass
To crack a smile is no great sin.

An old moral of the sea
Is avoid that siren's song,
Look away and simply be,
Then far less may just go wrong.
Aditya Roy Jul 2020
I don't know why the garden behind a lulled neighbourhood
Reminds me of the forgiving past
When, I jotted my thoughts from the start
As a pale boy

Understanding the road of violence taken
Many ideals ceased to exist until poetry came
Maybe, because of white privilege
But, the Bible is all we had for freedom

Now that black lives matter, thorns stub your head
As the nail impairs the prolonged hammer
We write for a culled audience
Dealing with prejudice, with our hands tied

Things are not black and white anymore than before
It is my duty to see the color
Life is more than warm and white color
Like blooming flowers grasping their innocence

Life is a beautiful wonderment
It isn't born of acceptance
A dirge-like procession always carries on
Yet, indelible writings are on the wall
Big Virge Jul 2020
Ya Know ...
I Always Find It... Funny...
When People Say To Me...

That... “ I’ve been Lucky ! “...

As If They’ve Gotta Clue...
of The Things That I've Been Through... ?!?

I’m... OLD Enough Now...
To Know What’s FOUL... !!!
And To Know That Some Mouths... !!!

Should... THINK About...
What It Is They See In Other Peeps’... !!!!

Cos’ It’s BETTER To KNOW... !!!
BEFORE... BARING Your Soul...
About What You... " Think "...
About The Next Mans’ Sitch’... !!!

Is it LUCKY To Live Where Violence IS... !?!
Is it REALLY Lucky To Come From Money... ?

Because People Act... FUNNY...
Like Bees WITHOUT... Honey... !!!

I DON'T Come From Cash...
Or ANYTHING Like THAT... !!!!!

I Come From A Place  ...
Where Luck Said...

“Hey, your a lil’ too dark,
to not be marked,
as a threat to heads,
who believe in nonsense !”

Like A Lot of What’s Said...
On... Internet Threads...

Now That’s NOT Meant...
To Express Sentiments...
Like The Current US President... !!!!!

How Lucky Can I Be...
To... SEE Him Lead...
Or To Be A Part of A Society...

Where Violence Leaks........
Into.... Our Young Seeds.... ?

Who Now DON'T CARE...
About... Elders Welfare... !!!

So Many Suggest...
That I'm A... " LUCKY Gent "...  

As If I’ve... NOT Dealt...
With... PRESSURE And STRESS... !!!!!

As If I HAVEN'T Been Sent...
To... " Psychiatric Heads "... ?

Because of THREATS That I DID EXPRESS...
When My Mother FACED Death... !!!!!!!!!!

Was It REALLY That LUCKY... ?
To Have A... SICK Mummy... ?

And A Father Who Then LEFT............
Having Dished Out VIOLENCE... ?!?
To Her BODY... Mind and SOUL... !!!

It Seems That Folks DON'T Wanna Know …
How Things In Your Life REALLY DO GO... !!!!

They’d Rather DEFER...
Because They PREFER...
To Suggest That... “ LUCK “...
Has Made Me... TOUGH... !!!!

I’m Tough Alright...  !!!
Because My Vibes DEFIED Hard Times...
So That I Could Live Life And Now Write Rhymes...

That Tell The... TRUTH...
About Luck And It’s Moves....

I’ve EARNED My Luck... !!!!!!!!
It Didn’t Just Come Like The Rising Sun... !!!!!

Is it Lucky To Have...
The Skin of A Man...

Whose... DARKER TAN...
Can Cause... PROBLEMS...
And... LOSS of Life... !!!!
When Police Are In SIGHT... ?!?

I’ve Been LUCKY Alright To NOT Have DIED...
When Police Have TRIED In The Shroud of Night...
To Suggest That I Have Committed Crimes... !?!

In FACT In The Day...
They've Behaved THE SAME WAY... !!!!!

Because of The Sight...
of My... Black Face... !!!

Am I LUCKY To Be... ???
A Man Who Sees *******...
Run... AWAY From Me... ?!?

Because They Seem...
To Think I’m... UGLY...
Or A THREAT To Them...
Because of The DEPTH...
of... My SKIN TONE... !!!

HOLD ON There Bro... !!!!!
Before You Try To Say...

“ That it just ain’t so ! “ …

Have You Lived In My Shoes... ???

If Your Answer Is... NO...
Then I’m... GLAD For YOU... !!!

But DON'T Think That It’s Cool...
To Suggest To Me That I’m A LUCKY Dude...

Or That I Have Been Blessed...
With MUCH MORE LUCK Than ALL THE REST... ?!?

If That Was The Case...
I’d See My Poems ALL OVER The Place... !!!

But That’s... NOT The Way...
That My Artistry... " Sways "... !!!

Am I LUCKY To Relate... ?
Thought Waves That STATE...

A Wish For MORE TRUTH...
When LIARS Are The Ones...
Who... CLEARLY Get Through... ?!!!?

Well My Luck DOESN'T Run...
Quite Like THEIRS Son... !!!!!!

I KNOW What It IS...
To... NOT WANT To Live... !!!!!
And To Then RECOGNISE...
That THAT's... NOT So wise... !!!

Because You Have To LIVE LIFE...
And Give THANKS Sometimes...

But Just BECAUSE Things...  
APPEAR TO BE... “ LOVELY “...

DON'T PRESUME That Your Buddy...
Has... NEVER Been Hungry... !!!!!

You Can Make Your Own Luck...
But Some Get... “STUCK”... !!!

So...
Let Me Put This... BLUNTLY... !!!

THINK BEFORE..........
You Speak Like A... " DUMMY "... !!!!

Because...
Some Folk Can Get... TOUCHY... !!!!!!

When You TELL Them That.....
YOU... THINK That....

They’ve Been.....

....... “ Lucky “ …….
Everybody isn't as lucky as you might think ......
luciana Jun 2020
A piece of white paper
A box of new crayons
An assortment of colors
A palette of shades that are
More than just labels

Chestnut; a horse's coat
A woman's locks
And a roasted treat.

Mahogany; a tropical tree
A dining table
And a name of a bay.

Copper; a lucky penny
A kettle
And Lady Liberty's robe.

Burnt Orange; a sunrise
A sunset
And a sunburn.

Brown; hot cocoa
A chocolate lab
And muddy boots.

Flesh; pale peach skin
Not mine
And maybe not yours.
This was a poem I wrote in high school as part of a final English project. My poetry has progressed, but I'm still proud of it. My professor loved it = high grade which is good enough for me
I said it wasn't my country,
so I watched her milks turn acids
her blood diluting her rivers of honey
and her tears washing off her own fertility.

I had no fear—
     for it wasn't near.

I said it wasn't my tribe,
so I saw,
but pretended not to have even looked
I listened,
but pretended not to have even heard
Yet it was written on my every line;
they aren't of my kind.

I didn't care—
     for it wasn't my tears.

I said it wasn't my religion,
so I turned my back
reciting from my scriptures
I have eyes, but had no vision.

I had no fear—
     for of God, who dares?

It came for my country, but I wasn't near
It went for my tribe, but I wasn't there
It came for my religion, but I wasn't aware.
Now it has come for me,
but there's no one here.

By Abdulmalik Jibril
©2019
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