Celebration of Blackness

WORDS OF WISDOM by Tupac Shakur.

Killing us one by one, in one way or another America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one, the problem is the troubles in the black youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremly alarming rate, and even more alarming is the fact that we are not fighting back
Brothers, sistas, niggas, when I say niggas it is not the nigga we are grown to fear, it is not the nigga we say as if it has no meaning
But to me
It means Never Ignorant Getting Goals Acomplishes, nigga
Niggas what are we going to do walk blind into a line or fight

Date
Month: 
6
Day: 
16
Author name: 
Shakur, Tupac

US by Julius Lester

For so long
We looked into mirrors and hated what we saw
For so long
We did not dance to the rhythms of our Gods but writhed on the cross with christ, drank his blood and were thankful.
For so long
We proclaimed with pride “Je suis fancais”
Our black skins glistening and white teeth shinning.
For so long hot combs burned our hair and our breasts were cinched and hidden from sight.
For so long we knew not ourselves or each other
For so long
We saluted a flag not our own
For so long
We sang My Country ‘Tis of Thee
For so long
We died in wars not our own.
But

Date
Month: 
January
Day: 
19
Author name: 
Lester, Julius

YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A SPANISH COLORED KID by Felipe Luciano.

I see them
Puerto Ricans/Spanish niggers
Bronzed farmers look silly being doormen
Their fingers are more honest than their eyes.
Earth hands turned metallic gray
The plow rots, the mule dies, the hands rust
And the elders sit with ashes on their crowns making fools of themselves in bars.
Those fingertips will never touch then soil again.
Those fingertips will never feel the fuzz of small stones smoothed for centuries by the river.
Fingertips
Drunkenly wrapped around a beer can
Hatefully curled through a belt
Desperately clutching a needle
Lost their land/Losing their minds
The c

Date
Month: 
6
Day: 
23
Author name: 
Luciano, Felipe

WE WEAR THE MASK by Paul Laurence Dunbar.

We wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,-
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.

Why should the world be over-wise,
In counting all our tears and sighs?
Nay, let them only see us, while We wear the mask.

We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
But let the world dream otherwise, We wear the mask...

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Date
Month: 
6
Day: 
27
Author name: 
Dunbar, Paul Laurence

TO BE YOUNG GIFTED, AND BLACK by Weldon J. Irvine, Jr.

Young, gifted, and black
Oh what a lovely precious dream.
To be young, gifted, and black
Open your heart to what I mean.
In the whole world you know
There’s a million boys and girls
Who are young, gifted, and black
And that’s a fact!

You are young, gifted, and black
We must begin to tell our young,
“There’s a world waiting for you.
Yours is the quest that’s just begun.
When you’re feeling real low
There’s a great truth that you should know
When you’re young, gifted, and black
Your soul’s intact!”

Ah to be young, gifted, and black
Oh how I’ve longed to know the truth.
Th

Date
Month: 
5
Day: 
19
Author name: 
Irvine, Jr, Weldon J.

DON’T SAY GOODBYE TO THE PORK-PIE HAT by Larry Neal.

Don’t say goodbye to the pork-pie hat that rolled along padded shoulders,
that swang be-bop phrases
in Minton’s jelly-roll dreams.
don’t say goodbye to hip hats tilted in the style of a soulful era,
the pork-pie hat that Lester dug,
swirling in the sound of sun saxes,
repeating phrase o phrase, repeating bluely
as hit-hat cymbals crash and trumpets scream while
musicians move in and out of this gloom, the pork-pie hat reigns supreme,
the elegance of style
gleaned from the city’s underbelly.
tonal memories
tonal memories
of salt-peanuts and hot house birds.

Date
Month: 
5
Day: 
24
Author name: 
Neal, Larry

BLACK PEOPLE: THIS IS OUR DESTINY by Amiri Baraka.

The road run straight with no turning, the circle runs complete as it is in the storm of peace, the all embraced embracing in the circle complete turning road straight like a burning straight with the circle complete as in a peaceful storm, the elements, the niggers’ voices harmonized with creation on a peak in the holy black man’s eyes that we rise, whose race is only direction up, where we go to meet the realization of makers knowing who we are and the war in our hearts but the purity of the holy world that we long for, knowing how to live, and what life is, and who God is, and the many revo

Date
Month: 
6
Day: 
2
Author name: 
Baraka, Amiri (LeRoi Jones)

SURVIVAL MOTION: NOTICE by Melvin E. Brown.

We gotta
put more in our
children’s heads
than gold teeth,
to
keep blackness
to
keep blackness
to
always keep it
from turning around.

america’s
got all kinds of
attractive distractive
colorful
freak image
clown clothed
hypnotic animal
music games and rides.

and you
can lose a child
at a circus,
very
easy.....

Date
Month: 
6
Day: 
6
Author name: 
Brown, Melvin E.

BLACK WARRIOR by Norman Jordan.

At night while whitey sleeps
the heart of a thousand
African fires burns across my chest

I hear the beat of a war drum
dancing from a distant land
dancing across a mighty water telling me to strike

Enchanted by this wild call
I hurl a brick through
a store front window and disappear...

Reprinted by permission of Norman Jordan.

Date
Month: 
5
Day: 
8
Author name: 
Jordan, Norman

THE ROACH by John Raven.

A roach
came stuttin
across my bedroom
floor,
like it was beyond
reproach,
or was
some sexy-lookin
whore,
and if I hadn’t
snuffed it,
left it
alive,
I know it would’ve
come right up
and gave me
five!!!!!!!

Date
Month: 
5
Day: 
10
Author name: 
Raven, John