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Love Is

By   /  Sun 17 Rabi Al Awwal 1440AH 25-11-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

by Nikki Giovanni Some people forget that love is tucking you in and kissing you “Good night” no matter how young or old you are Some people don’t remember that love is listening and laughing and asking questions no matter what your age Few recognize that love is commitment, responsibility no fun at all unless […]

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The rose that grew from the concrete

By   /  Sun 17 Rabi Al Awwal 1440AH 25-11-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

[2Pac Shakur] You try to plant somethin in the conrete, y’knowhatImean? If it GROW, and the and the rose petal got all kind of Scratches and marks, you not gon’ say, “Damn, look at All the scratches and marks on the rose that grew from concrete” You gon’ be like, “Damn! A rose grew from […]

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The Drum Major of the Freedom Parade

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

The Drum Major of the Freedom Parade BY MARGARET BURROUGHS (For all children who wondered about the tragic event of April 4, 1968 at Memphis.) My children, my children, remember the day When the Drum Major of Freedom’s parade went away. Stop crying now little children and listen And you will know for the future what […]

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Malcolm X, February 1965

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

Malcolm X, February 1965 BY E. ETHELBERT MILLER i will die this month. how i do not know. still there is much work to be done. i am afraid not for myself but for betty and the girls. some nights i stay awake looking out the window, a gun in my hand. i know how cruel […]

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For Malcolm X

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

For Malcolm X BY MARGARET WALKER All you violated ones with gentle hearts; You violent dreamers whose cries shout heartbreak; Whose voices echo clamors of our cool capers, And whose black faces have hollowed pits for eyes. All you gambling sons and hooked children and bowery bums Hating white devils and black bourgeoisie, Thumbing your noses […]

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Walking Down Park

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

Walking Down Park BY NIKKI GIOVANNI walking down park amsterdam or columbus do you ever stop to think what it looked like before it was an avenue did you ever stop to think what you walked before you rode subways to the stock exchange (we can’t be on the stock exchange we are the stock exchanged) […]

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Poem For A Lady Whose Voice I Like

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

Poem For A Lady Whose Voice I Like BY NIKKI GIOVANNI so he said: you ain’t got no talent     if you didn’t have a face     you wouldn’t be nobody and she said: god created heaven and earth     and all that’s Black within them so he said: you ain’t really no hot shit     […]

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Sadie and Maud

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

Sadie and Maud BY GWENDOLYN BROOKS Maud went to college. Sadie stayed at home. Sadie scraped life With a fine-tooth comb. She didn’t leave a tangle in. Her comb found every strand. Sadie was one of the livingest chits In all the land. Sadie bore two babies Under her maiden name. Maud and Ma and Papa […]

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No Complaints

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

No Complaints BY NIKKI GIOVANNI (For Gwendolyn Brooks, 1917—2001) maybe there is something about the seventh of June: Gwen, Prince and me . . . or maybe people just have to be born at some time . . . and there are only three hundred sixty-five days or three sixty-six every four years or so . […]

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The Laws of Motion

By   /  Wed 4 Dhul Hijjah 1439AH 15-8-2018AD  /  Poetry  /  No Comments

The Laws of Motion BY NIKKI GIOVANNI (for Harlem Magic) The laws of science teach us a pound of gold weighs as    much as a pound of flour though if dropped from any    undetermined height in their natural state one would reach bottom and one would fly away Laws of motion tell us an inert object […]

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