"blm" poems
You watch these videos
Of people shouting BLM
Because if your black you are condemned
To them,
Because to them you are not equal
And somehow ****** is legal
But only if your a white cop,
SAY MY NAME
My name is Rayshard Brooks,
I am only 37,
I feel asleep in the cops car,
Resulting in me being restrained and shot because I was believed to be intoxicated,
SAY MY NAME
My Name is Daniel *****
I am 41,
I died in 2020,
I died due to strangulation from cops,
They used their body weight to slam me to the ground and strangle me,
SAY MY NAME
I am George Floyd,
I am 46 years old with a child,
A cop sat on my neck for 8 minutes and I died due to strangulation,
I had a kid and a wife,
SAY THEIR NAMES
Their names and lives are more important than your privilege,
SO speak up and speak loud,
Because you are their voice,
You can be the voice of the unheard,
And the misrepresented.
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 10:05 AM UTC
Honest,
that meaningless word left dangling before children,
a damoclean sword held fast in a gordian knot tied with scarlet thread,
finer than the spider's that once tied men's souls to an angry American God,
birthed in Transylvania,
over the woods, and through the dale, no lie
There is a tale of lies told in Nobel houses, never reachin' ground,
Down here, we situations manifested to, vain, again, stem the tide,
We flounder, fish out of water, why are we sent if
wait
he hears, he listens, haps he knows, and
how such as we came
to be here,
Welcome and see, dare ye ask me in? Might I ply you with lies
and you, believe 'em?
I could make a mindless robot out of your parts, but
that would take forever and
that's not how
Wisdom's child would tend to be, for first,
You must believe a lie and I, amusing as can be,
can't tell lies.
Discernment, fine points, per-spicacity per se, the only way.
Good luck (Luc, said luck in many tongues, is said Lose- as in Luc-ifer.
It means light, as in light, regular old granted light.)
Lightifier, good, take some, good light, for the travail, in the night.
You see, not so long ago, for me, five years before I'as born,
my momma moved to town.
What was that like, I axed my old uncle, while back,
movin' t'town, in 1943?
Well, he says,
We had electricity.
USA, 1943, some folks still was poor, and all the good men
was gone to war.
Cities, it was different,
if the movies got it right, Bowry Boys, n'em.
In the desert we did, okeh, in town, though,
we had electricity.
He was ten back then. He'd been huntin' rabbit's,
to buy Christmas presents from Sears and Roebucks,
since he was five.
C'mon, I say. No lie, he say,
BLM or some gover'ment
whatsajigger, was payin' 2 cents a pair fer jack rabbit ears.
'Said he bought Christmas presents for his mom and dad,
and my mom, with his first rabbit money, at five.
Shootin' with a single-shot 22, 12 cents a box,
Jack Rabbits, 2 cents a head.
Three Christmas presents, plus postage, $2.56.
Do the math, I think, and go -
Five years old, at ten, he moves to town, 1943,
we had electricity. That's all.
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 10:59 PM UTC
i am sorry that the world looks down
on your skin
on the darkness of it
calling it ugly
unsightly
i am sorry
for the comrades you've lost
(mothers fathers sisters brothers
innocents)
i am sorry that
people shame you for
the color of your skin
as if you can do something about it
as if it were a curse
when all it does is symbolize
the strength
the tenacity of your people
i am sorry that society
breathes down on your necks
burns your fingers
whips your backs
i am so sorry so sorry
for everything
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 7:45 AM UTC
Teeth bared
Jaws clenched
Hammer cocked
Yet another
Nailed
Your coffin
Shrouded
In darkness
Sealing you
From bigotry
Disguised
In self justified
Ineloquent
Patriotism
RIP dear brothers
Your Lives Matter!
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 2:36 PM UTC
Between empty junction gullies of the Dogskin mountains,
the BLM has once again released their Judas horses
luring the free ranging mustangs into capture corrals.
Their crime --- thriving in a battle of survival.
I assure you the Comanche do not dance around the fire,
nor does the ghost of Cortez roll in the wildflowers of El Dorado.
Ironically this native species is now considered feral,
introduced in the very habitat which shaped its evolution,
arcanely empowered to exceed enviromental carrying capacity.
The lands of nature are so dear: rejoice their freedom!
The mountains do not judge, they merely shelter.
Let the mustang graze unfettered through winds of dawn.
Mar 21, 2012
Mar 21, 2012 at 5:56 AM UTC
The world is changing quickly now,
much faster than before.
It asks a lot of humankind,
and then it asks some more.
BLM and Covid,
more dis-ease and doubt.
We’re under so much pressure,
all anxious and burnt out.
A weight has just been lifted,
feeling lighter than before.
A time to rest, a time to heal,
that’s what this time’s for.
The struggle of the old year
and the promise of the New.
I’ll look back and think ’21,
that’s the year I grew.
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 1:20 PM UTC
In the haze of it's flames
a man laid under Canopies
of burning light of a siren
cutting through the smoke
as if it was paper.
Their voice, flooded with drought
loss of input
they weren't able to speak
nor breathe
it was suffocating
the texture of the brittle
firm cement, under their cheek
Thus all they had left
was a broken requiem
of a better day.
Jul 24, 2020
Jul 24, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
Those times
we'd go four wheelin'
with nothing on
but the bikini top
were the best of times.
We'd jam Thorogood,
take a cooler
& disappear
way up
into the hills,
get lost in the blm lands
near skagway.
And those trips
into phantom canyon
always gave us
a chance to unwind.
Pulling offroad
up into the conifers
sealed my fate with you.
You were the perfect date
Sunshine.
With nothing on
but a red bandana,
screaming hallelujah
on the roll bar.
And there was never
anybody around,
but you
and the warblers
and me.
Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 6:03 AM UTC
We meandered by four-wheel drive
way up into phantom canyon,
got lost in the blm land,
parked forty-five degrees,
amongst the conifers.
We guzzled the golden brew
& in short order,
found ourselves
wearing our birthdays suits,
amongst the conifers.
For sure we had found heaven,
her gripping the roll bar
& me,
hanging on for dear life,
amongst the conifers.
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
One day while on my front steps
under a Mars red sky
a child’s ball rolled into my foot
he retrieved it
thanked me
and scurried back to his family in the distance
all in one swift breath
In that moment I said “no worries.”
But when I reminisce
about the times when I was in your Velcro kicks
what I really wanted to say
is that I hope they raise you to become a Phoenix.
I hope they teach you to rise from any ash beneath you
I hope they teach you to respect and feel blessed,
to never be the prey of jackals in men’s clothing
to know when life is the boxer or the ring
to know when life is the boat or the typhoon tide you must find a way to swim through
I hope they teach you never to treat a woman like something that can be bought
I hope they teach you what LGBT means
I hope they teach you what BLM means
I hope they teach you what USA means and is
because at times those clash
I hope you never let the words of another mouth
enter your psyche and leave with your pride
I hope you never get dumped on your birthday
I hope you never learn what desperation feels like
and I sincerely hope that they teach you to care about what others face
and that growing older is the farthest thing from a race.
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 7:16 PM UTC
By the time you let go
It was too late
What was it with you
That consumed so much hate?
How you knelt down
On his neck for so long
Did nothing in you
Scream, Wait this is wrong?
How bout the words
"I can't breathe"
The humanity
To give A MAN some relief
To see life drain
From pleading eyes
There has got to
Be some evil inside
A grown man
Calling out for his mother
How you had
No love or care for this brother
Black, white or brown
Let's love one another
One thing is for sure
We all bleed the same colour
I guarantee now
You'll never forget
What you thought was nothing
Is histories biggest upset
The BLM movement
Worldwide protestings
Black & white marching
From your act resulting
In that moment in time
You hadn't a clue
Just what the results
Of your actions would do
If you'd known in that time
The after taste from your cup
Would be so bitter
You would have got up!
Police brutality, racism
And the latter
All I can say is
Black lives really do matter
The hurt the pain
The families destroyed
Guess now you'll always remember
The name George Floyd.
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 1:22 PM UTC
You are someone I've never known, but somehow your laugh brings me memories that I wish I could remember. Strangers that have each other's stories etched in our souls before we could be one. Who could you be?
Mine.
BLM.
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
KEIN RESPEKT Für SIE, NWMI
NO RESPECT For YOU, NWMI
Generally speaking, KEIN RESPEKT
In the grand scheme of things,
they do NOTHING FOR THE OPPRESSED
NWMI tun im Grunde NICHTS FÜR DIE MUSTADHAFIN
Tell me, what have they done for Yemen?
Tell me, what have they done for Palestine?
Tell me, what have they done for Syria?
Tell me, what have they done for Nigeria?
Tell me, what have they done for Myanmar?
Tell me, what have they done for oppressed Blacks in America
besides feeding some black persons who are homeless
food of lesser quality than they fed themselves at their Galas/parties and at their Eid celebrations
and offering a few BLM programs during BLM's buzz moment, trending time, media coverage frenzy?
Unlike many other Islamic, non-profit organizations run by Muslims,
they have all this money to do a lot with
And comparatively speaking,
they continuously have all this money to do a lot with
Though NWMI, you've learned from with unyielding thanks to them a few Imams and leaders
branded as freedom fighters
voices of the oppressed
who have taught you accurate information
and as far as I know, have not been guest speakers at any of your "signature" programs
So you encourage social responsibility through service
Serving who?
Serving "your own"?
Serving those who in comparison to the world's oppressed and needy
and to those oppressed and needy, both Muslims and non-Muslims in your own backyard
don't need to be served
Ha ha, what a joke
"Hold on to the rope of Allah all together and be not divided." Qur'an 3:103
in bold it reads, a welcome to their website
Well, they've divided themselves
They've separated themselves alright
from the Mustadhafin
The most oppressed of the believers,
they've separated themselves from
I'm sure the ones you look to as role models
the Ahlul Bayt (AS)
would highly approve of your complicit, apathetic ways
Their feet followed the Mustadhafin everywhere they were
everywhere they went
You're NOT following in the Ahlul Bayt's footsteps
You're NOT
We smell hypocrisy and we hate that smell
We hate that smell called hypocrisy
KEIN RESPEKT Für SIE, NWMI
Tell me, what have you done for Iraq?
Tell me, what have you done for Afghanistan?
Tell me, what have you done for Somalia?
Tell me, what have you done for Pakistan?
Tell me, what have you done for Palästina, for again, Palestine
"...PALESTINE CONTINUES TO BE THE ISSUE
and ISRAEL, ZIONIST ISRAEL CONTINUES TO BE THE PROBLEM." (IMAM ASI, 5/2008)
Surely, you know, they're dying right now
They're mourning right now. RIGHT NOW
Tell me, what have you done for them?
Tell me, what have you done for me and my people...yeh the ones who are suffering in unfathomable ways all over the place?
Tell me, what have you done for my bleeding mercilessly, oppressed family?
Tell me, what have you done for my yelling loudly, screaming their hearts out for help brethren...our brothers and our sisters?
Tell me, what have you done for my regularly targeted, innocent, dear human friends?
In the grand scheme of things,
Nix
Nothing
KEIN RESPEKT Für SIE, NWMI
NO RESPECT For YOU, NWMI
I THINK YOU HEARD ME
By: Najwa Kareem
Aug 12, 2022
Aug 12, 2022 at 5:37 PM UTC
hope you are doing
well and have stopped
rebelling against our
founding father's
cautionary counsels.
risky over here,
still doing kudzu
in hot water and
lighting off firecrackers
in the pouring rain.
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 3:00 PM UTC
Many, are aware that police officers with roguish behavior that creates havoc against citizens.
Gets a go-green card.
But sometimes your protest must address mess within your own community.
No one, but a few disagree with BlackLivesMatter logic.
Except, maybe tackling a broad problem might be needed within their agenda.
Constantly, and daily a shooting occurs within the black community.
And the arresting suspect most likely is on a color complexion.
So a life of blackness should matter when crime happens too.
Mothers, quit protesting the wayward youth.
A hardhead must be left to face justice.
Girlfriends, wives, quit protecting a fool that refuses to listen.
Leave those "pity party" folks debating you shouldn't have abandon them.
When in truth they wasn't trying to change.
Protect a criminal only play for so long.
Blacklivesmatters, tackle issues that many ministers refuses to tackle.
Except in sermons.
Obviously, many within the churches refuse to fight for justice.
But preach be like Jesus when talking about fear.
Well, what about them?
Everyone cries about gun violence when a family's member's killed.
Well, what happen with those complaints?
When they was living.
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
Where the road ends and meets the future
I shall be here at the burnt out screen cross point,
Even when all breaks apart and you have no one
I will be there to keep a well lit joint!
If you are somewhere else and this is bothering you
Somehow, that I am OK with **** grow up dipstick,
It's past the year 2015,
It's lately been OK with that stuff now.
Growing up fast on this big kid playground,
You throw a stick and it lands a gun on the ground,
Where it's totally uncool to be part of BLM,
But confederate flags, statues, Dukes,
And "privileged" are the new trend.
That's just how we all grew up fast all around!
On this endlessly changing, re-arranging
Educating, violent, strange place Mom, Dad, you-and-I roam,
This special little USA place full of haters we all call home.
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 4:04 AM UTC
fourth of july
never pay attention
to the outcry
turn a blind eye
to melancholy and suffering
why we can't understand
our empathy is slumbering
passive days are numbering
say their names
say their names
america will never be the same
red white and blue
up in flames
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 2:36 PM UTC
Oh, pretty black Americans, we aware many disputes your importance.
Just like they did the protest of Martin Luther King or the eloquent of Malcolm X.
Many whites quick to deny your cause by stating all lives matter.
Except, it's strange that those criticizing BLM barely tackle the racist white groups that holds more horrors than the BLM protesters.
Political figures most white barely ever speak of the foolish with guns that kills students in school.
Or bomb abortion clinics like many, many whites have done.
Not brave enough to attack the NRA because they needs votes.
A group that proclaims their importance gains negative from whites.
Who barely brave to walk within their group.
Similar to fame black colleges BLM holds a purpose when those cries all lives matters.
For whites hadn't faced nothing similar to the killings of minority youth.
We seen church bombed
We know through the years black males hanged from trees.
And all white juries scared and agreed that the perpretators done a good thing.
Why?
Does a group mainly vocalizing themselves of fear?
Scare those that lives safely under theirs created rules.
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
Shortness of breath
How fitting
As the socially deaf start in the bidding
Of a mind
Of a heart
And soul
Of a billion
See me in my frustration
See the color of my skin
How is the least of these
The most important of all?
I hear the anguish of breaking glass
Broken spirits
They call
Losing hope as a burning world
Scares me half to death
Empathize
Because who will you run to
When you’re the oppressed?
Silence in respect
Join me as I raise my fist
(Beat)
Hands up
I surrender
Tears fall, this may be it
Will I be missed?
USA
Born and raised
Living grenade
Shaken, beaten, and stirred
And when I explode
Anarchist?
Terrorist?
That’s absurd
I am a product of a machine
That grinds me into dust
You may be in the same gear
Don’t ignore it
Discuss
My brothers
My sisters
It is clear
Blood is red
How are we so divided
With the same thoughts in our heads?
Let scars remind of the pain
Wash the anger from your hands
Ceasefire, be at peace
Don’t make new cuts
Understand
Wrongs do not right
Our message must be clear
A crowd must scream in unison
For them to properly hear
Demand
And march on
Open eyes to the plea
Change must be made
Pick it up from it’s knees
Help me, help you
Help us
Who’s next?
Clearly see
We all slowly suffocate
When one of us cannot breathe
I can’t breathe...
#blacktuesday #PartOfAColoredPeople #icantbreathe2020 #BLM #BlackLivesMatter #peacefulprotest #MarchOn
Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC
Cook our intelligence
Look at the belligerent
Hate filled hornet nest
Continent of ****** pest
Fumigation of the U S
litigation red tape
when a sticky red fate
gets caught on tape
Oppression communicate
When killers walk out gratis
CIA, FBI, NBC, All of them be
Lying to me, cause the tv told me
this was the nation of the free
**** that we are a nation of slaves
Haven't evolved since yesterdays
Declaration freedom from tyrants
Then drove the natives to tears
Never equal when they see ants
Regicide of a king who had a dream
Martyr the leaders to slow the steam
Now the nation burns its mainstream
ACAB, SRA, BLM, All of them be
Talking to me, cause life told me
That freedom it ain't really free
Data stream use instant transmission
Every one, one team with one mission
Can silence a king how about a nation
All chasing the dream of compassion
Fighting mace and tears with passion
While our president hides in his residence
Plotting with pence on building a fence
And Biden forgets he was the antecedent
Passed in 1997 military gear to the precinct
Two party election, its insanity or compliance
That trump boy works with Geppetto
Puppet and toy to masters he echos
Funny money, president to get dough
String pullers they really made a show
Now the polls they swinging so low
But Biden's another flunky
Dancin to the biddin of ******
Oligarch kings of the country
Sayin dance you ****** donkey
**** the country till it walks funny
Scared of the protest they cant contest
Plants in the crowd to **** interest
Cant fold wont be fooled by insects
Declare a war on our country's best
Commit war crimes in blue vests
I don't know where our future will go
But if we keep movin and never slow
Where we're goin is better than now
Yesterdays wounds will heal I know
This nightmare could end tomorrow
Maybe this was never the land of the free
But it could be if we wanted it to be
If we plant the seed nurture it and see
Keep it safe from greed's insanity
Nurture it with bodies of the bourgeois
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 8:38 PM UTC
The north star was burned
by BLM activists said it was
too white in the dark night
blinded the hatred of sight.
The world has lost its way
can't tell night from day.
Aug 31, 2022
Aug 31, 2022 at 10:43 PM UTC
Hey, look at me my name is Corona.
Some people knew that I was coming in the march of 2019 itself and some even simulated how they will handle me when I come and funny story I came after 6 weeks of that simulation called "EVENT201".
Well, I can see that because of me all lot of people have touched heights to be hypocritic especially the world political leaders and health officials example " It is wrong when you protest against lockdown but it is important to protest in favor of Blacklivesmatter #BLM, one more example that the readers might relate to is that it is shown to us that I AM DANGEROUS that is the reason why all of the country's in the world were locked for 4 to 6 months, but wait there's is a catch because during election time when there are thousands of people gathering in the election rally than even the PM of India is proved to be a hypocrite or the dumbest PM of all time.
Well there are two possibilities:
1. If I exist then why all of you are allowed to gather whenever the government wants you to gather and beat the sit out of you when they don't?
2. If I don't THAN WHAT THE **** IS GOING ON???
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 12:58 PM UTC
Are they racist?
Or intimidated of their own.
For, they intimidated by BLM groups.
And they hadn't created harm to anyone.
Same, with the Black Panthers of decades past.
Figure that?
Those of their own hiding in sheets.
History books and movies don't do them justice.
But anything strong and black they are quick to protest.
Figure that?
Oct 9, 2021
Oct 9, 2021 at 1:10 PM UTC