may 25 Friday 2007 9.25pm
I heard of black poetry
Nas and his floetry
I heard tha water drip
And mind floated into
A deep state of sleep
Where side shows
Became mic flows
And Kurtis Blow
Declared kingdom blow
I heard Reginald Sinclair*
“Writing over walls on death-row”
I reminisce of slow jams
Break Dance, Crank, Dance Hall
And RUN DMC
Yes it wuz then I heard and
Came 2 C “Tha message”
From Grand Masta Flash
Melle Mel, Kid Creole, Cowboy
It wuz then I heard renditions
And the manifestations of
Black expressions from Mutabaruka
Bob Marley, Marley Marl, and Marvin Gaye
I heard of tha black woman’s struggle
She has 2 be twice as nyce
2 get half as far in this jungle
I heard of tha Black Mrs. Africah
And tha Black Mrs. Americah
Her name wuz Queen Latifah
And Her Majesty Ellen Johnson
I heard of Oprah’s Inspiration
And poems from Dr. Angelou
I heard of Luisa Diogo,
And rebellions from Rosa Parks
I then heard of Tupac’s psychic cases
Deep words that took u places
Fuck these Judas faces
Christopher Wallace embraced
Life’s beauty
Tragedy struck and
Tha sun went black
Stuck behind tha
Moon’s shadow as they
Died by tha gun
Because they would not run
Did u hear of tha Freedom Fighters?
I dedicate this to Peter Tosh
Steve Biko, Martin King
Malcolm X and Dedan Kimathi
nats 07’
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