Poem of the Week

Waiting to Be Saved

Today I woke up, I'm happy to be blessed

because last night I had a deeper dream than Martin

but now I've become enraged on a mission, Malcolm X

but before someone shoots me I wondered what's next

I see slaves running around in nikes now

and Gucci bags suddenly change life around

You see my generation is lost, with no urgency

They say don't fret "I'm no worried B"

As we watch from the sidelines like coaches

Willie Lynch laughs in his grave also

No more GUTS!, Since when have my people lost their torsos

Lynching yourself and no one has to force you

I remember when we as a people

were resourceful and free thinking

Guess Obama will have to save the slaves again right?

The New Age Abraham Lincoln

by Geoffrey Allison