I was given a very powerful book for christmas thank you Jai
i was listening to
southern trees
wailing in the breezes
bearing strange fruit
i was thinking up was to get paid
without layin' on my back
legs wide without strapping on a gat
to make my ends meet
so easy to become an animal
which i was made to believe
i was sitting in the back of the class
secretly lovin what i am hearing
cause my history teacher wore
crazy colors and celebrated
me
i was walking down the street
and saw green eyes looking at me
saying what the f*** is she
doing on this earth!
hair down my back like tree roots
guess it reminded them too
i was listening to southern trees
wailing in the breezes bearing
strange fruit
i was thinking that i
couldn't forget to blow out
the candles and fill the pot with water
on top my heater before i go to bed
don't want to wake-up with a sore throat
i was sitting in the dark cryin
cause i too was laid off and i got six mouths too feed
daddy gone and left me tryin to provide a better life
and got caught-up in the scam
i was walking down the street
knowing the fate my grandparent's
did meet i say thank god i am still
alive
i know i was never meant to survive
i was listening to the sound
of those southern trees
bearing strange fruit
blood on the leaves
blood at the roots
i was thinking about fires
burning
i was sittin' saturated
in a world of madness
i was walkin' alone
i was hearing the laughs
that was under their feets
i was in the wind
carried by the drum beats
i was listening to the sounds
of black bodies swinging
with a twisted mouth
i was thinking of boyz n da hood
dead presidents, set it off and south
central
i was sittin' pulling out my hair
with hate
as this black crackhead bitch sat across from me
with base'
suckin for dear life
on that glass dick
i was surely walkin alone
i was listening to
black bodies swinging
in the southern breezes
remembered those who ran up
north just to become leaves
i saw b.e.t. and seen not too much
more than black skin
pelvic pumpimg out and in
celebrating defaecation of an entire
clan
i was thinkin' knowin'
that this shit just ain't right
i was sittin' in fright
i was walkin'pass a park
remembering where the word
picnic came from.............
Mitzi! I'm so glad that I did not miss this poem, as I am only now reading it for the first time. Your talent is great! You write with such passion and raw power! Bravo!
Great truths are hard to reveal - Strong Black Woman!
I should know, there's one reason this didn't happen to me - too many people knew! But, it Still May in a diff form!
I applaud your courage ... speaking up!
It will Only Destroy You,i.e. Believe It -Everyone Human Being Answers To (God) In His Eyes In His (God)'s Own Mind Whence Your Time Comes,And It Does Come As It Will You Will Meet Me There Still As TRASK!
Death Is Inevitable_No Human Being Escapes Death_
Then I Will Open Up Book Of Satan's Holy Hell For You To See Those Very Faces (Children Included In Your Photo) Burning In His Satan's Own Holy HELL!
Tear's-Your Friend,TRASK
Reviewed by michael horetsky (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2003
Your words speak loud...Their ar e ears listning..Their are hearts sharing...Color does not the damamge but our fellow man...To be human is hard..To see the animal;s walking proud but to us few we know...The pain grows...Hate glows..Please let is pass...Answers are hard given but life striven to accept is well worth the cost...Love is a gift...Takers are plenty...With their glass phallic pride...None are better then you..Look into the mirror smile...This is free...Dom...michael
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on December 29, 2003
That picture is beyond words! I am Speechless!
You write with a powerful hand and a needful tone....You are heard.
I feel a lot like this when I seen pictures of proud Aboriginal nomads at the turn of the Century in wrist and throat chains....their crime.....their skin colour. Not that many would care to admit that.
It amazes me that people stood with children beneath such a tree......My God If trees could speak........When did it all go so wrong......When did humans stop being just that.
What makes us different…nothing…we are all built of flesh…our blood is red……and we will all live and eventually die.
Powerful work Mitzi...I recall when I first read the hanging tree back in the sixties, I think it was Billie Holiday who made a record about it too in the past. It had a profound effect on me, one I will never forget. This is so tragic to read of now in this so called "enlightened age" the only advances I see are in technology, man has never become civilized!God help us!
It was not so long ago after all...when in our (U.S.) history, many of our Native Americans, African-Americans, Mexican-Americans, Japanese-Americans and many others were routinely killed, robbed, abused and cheated through the tentacles of hate and prejudice. That may have lessened to a great degree but the results obviously carry on into today. This is an excellent write, Mitzi. Happy Holidays.
Amor
humanity's injustice to itself is intolerable ... unfortunately, mankind refuses to learn from its history ... throughout the ages, man's inhumanity is just pathetic and deplorable ... the example above, exemplifies man's predudice and hatred ... hopefully, the enlightened will prevail in times ahead ...
Have missed you lady this is a powerful versed poem of excellence.
Happy Holidays
peg
Reviewed by Vesna Perkovic (Reader)
Reviewed on December 28, 2003
..God Almighty...shock!!!
I second Rage..and yes I am raging inside..when will it all end...you should see the pictures of Croatians hanging in bits 'n pieces..bodies mangled by hate...ripped apart by evil that spread throughout this country when the Serbs attacked Croatia..if I placed a typical picture from some of the deaths..you'd all die of sheer shock and pain..let us hope man will embody that which he is..LIGHT...woe's us if that doesn't manifest soon..thankyou for an insightful write..will we heed the warning?..hmmm..I wonder...
vesna :(
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You are a real fighter with great spirit !!
God Bless you and your family !!
Peter Paton
I should know, there's one reason this didn't happen to me - too many people knew! But, it Still May in a diff form!
I applaud your courage ... speaking up!
much sorrow. We look for the
truth and it hurts so much.
It will Only Destroy You,i.e. Believe It -Everyone Human Being Answers To (God) In His Eyes In His (God)'s Own Mind Whence Your Time Comes,And It Does Come As It Will You Will Meet Me There Still As TRASK!
Death Is Inevitable_No Human Being Escapes Death_
Then I Will Open Up Book Of Satan's Holy Hell For You To See Those Very Faces (Children Included In Your Photo) Burning In His Satan's Own Holy HELL!
Tear's-Your Friend,TRASK
You write with a powerful hand and a needful tone....You are heard.
I feel a lot like this when I seen pictures of proud Aboriginal nomads at the turn of the Century in wrist and throat chains....their crime.....their skin colour. Not that many would care to admit that.
It amazes me that people stood with children beneath such a tree......My God If trees could speak........When did it all go so wrong......When did humans stop being just that.
What makes us different…nothing…we are all built of flesh…our blood is red……and we will all live and eventually die.
Your words have moved me beyond description.
And I thank you.......Best wishes, Dani
Amor
Justin
FIRST TIME READ.
GOOD.
Debs
WOW...WOW...words fail me...disturbing, heartbreaking...*tears*
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :(
Happy Holidays
peg
I second Rage..and yes I am raging inside..when will it all end...you should see the pictures of Croatians hanging in bits 'n pieces..bodies mangled by hate...ripped apart by evil that spread throughout this country when the Serbs attacked Croatia..if I placed a typical picture from some of the deaths..you'd all die of sheer shock and pain..let us hope man will embody that which he is..LIGHT...woe's us if that doesn't manifest soon..thankyou for an insightful write..will we heed the warning?..hmmm..I wonder...
vesna :(