Emancipation
151 years ago, we were freed,
Fresh off the plantation, there was an overwhelming need,
Searching for a sense of identity,
We had a hard row to hoe,
Writers like Harriet Beecher Stowe,
Defined the modern Negro,
Sharecroppers toiled long hours to raise dough,
Imagine picking cotton, tobacco, and wheat,
Many earned just enough to eat,
Fast forward 100 years, when "coloreds" got rights,
Still, civil struggles caused much strife,
Segregation moved to integration,
Dreams of slaves and MLK, became a manifestation,
Obama's ascension was a result of a culmination,
Of standing on the shoulders of unnamed leaders,
Standing tall with pride like Redwoods and Cedars,
Our roots are strong and nourished us well,
The future is here and now, can't you tell?
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Join free Log inafter vision
we are at a time where we need to stand together my poet, it's the only way to keep this thing going foward
Read after vision's poemsEmpressRee
In search of emancipation of the mind escaping the bondage of self self- hate self-destruction self- inflicted wounds that turn to scars covering over oldness there is nothing new under the sun but here eye am shooting for the skies the skies have become mine soaring to emacipate self to become becoming eye *thanks for inspiring this* :)
Read EmpressRee's poemsEzell-Dazh
Good Vibe. I think of Lupe Fiasco's 'Hood Now'. Oh We goin' raise this doh lol
Read Ezell-Dazh's poemsWarriorCarryingWater
Thank you after vision, EmpressRee and Ezell-Dazh!
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