Poems from peacekeeper_
What is Black to me:
Urban sprawl or bliss country
Jheri curl or Afro puff,
Taste of freedom or a silver handcuff
Brothers whose chains...
To you
Africa may have been
Just a gold mine
For your greedy hearts
Those diamonds and rubies
Shining in your eyes
Must have blinded you...
Resolved-
I'm tired
Tired of the bashing
Tired of the working
And the scorning
The dreams of money
And the nightmares of hope
Resolved-...
Mommy's counting pennies
I'm counting dimes
And all I'm really thinking
Is that I just want time
To do the things I hoped
To do the...