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| SHADES OF DARKNESS; poem | |
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| jahlove7 | Aug 5 2007, 09:52 PM Post #1 |
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Like beasts we were caught In the bowels of ships we were brought To the new world now as slaves Alive but already in our graves Our women served at the master’s leisure Booty from a pirate’s treasure Dark skinned forbidden fruit They sought to water her root Drank her sap for their juice Setting all their fantasies loose She was their mundane life reliever A little infection of jungle fever Like a biblical concubine Taken back in time A young child taken to her prime Given to the next in line She bore him bastard sons He denies and quickly shuns Somehow thought they were justified Religiously they were sanctified While the wives held their tongue In church as the hymns are sung Envision how the Negroes are well hung Them climbing every rung A secret hedonistic lust Being taken by a savage’s thrust Filling that sexual void By a beast like humanoid As her well overflows Her passion continues to grow She is forgetting her place As the epitome of gods grace The purity of the white race She puts a smile on her face Now watches as the Negroes are hung From oak trees they swung As the breath slips from his lungs She and again she comesAll swollen with genuine pride With her husband by her side Now over four hundred years plus This is where all that brought us A kaleidoscope of blackness In various shades of awareness Of who we really are In this perpetual race war Some are thankful for the lighter side Clearly chosen for a smoother ride So the darker ones feel inferior Skin tones now becomes a criteria See it on the big screens In the pages of magazines In what we teach Reinforced in what we preach You see Marcus tried To instill that ancestral pride But too long taught self hate Our very own racism we now create Free to now decide our own fate We chose to re-shackle ourselves Rather than escape |
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| kevin | Aug 6 2007, 10:50 PM Post #2 |
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well done |
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| cruzan_gurl1 | Aug 7 2007, 12:09 PM Post #3 |
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once again your words blow me away.... and i one who truely beleaves the darker the berry the sweeter the juice and that dark skin is beautifull for i am the mixed child and we stand tall cause we are the best of both worlds but the slin of are ancestors is beatiful and strong... |
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and again she comes




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