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Short Poems for Black History Month

I Am Black History

Break A Leg!
I am black history, everyday
February just paved the way
For the world to see a brighter day
For those of us who were thrown away
By a system that seemed okay
With using us as mules to pave the way
So they could parlay a hope for their breed
In hope we would continue to seem
Steadfast and complacent with our place beneath
The feet of the master who choose to beat
The life and will and drive from our spirit
In an effort to kill us if not literally then by merit
For us to continue to be downtrodden with woes
Adopting a persona that made calling women bitches and hoes
the norm from those whose blood comes from fighters and warriors, kings and queens
Now we're nigga's and dogs with no hope, dreams or means
Of living up to the potential that costed our ancestors their lives
Our complacency guarantees our kids will never know husbands and wives
Exist amongst the darkest of us all
Yet they know the game and it's all about how to ball
And bling and sing and drop what's hot
But what they don't get is that it's not
The bling or the thing between their legs
That will make them a success cause real talent won't beg
To be seen or celebrated by the true one who matters
But it's HIS will that we heal and all get better

Yes, I am black history, today, tomorrow and generations after I'm gone
What legacy will I leave to the next ones who come along
Respect of self, dignity and knowledge of your own worth
We all came out of dust, we'll all return to dirt
And when it's all said and done and the curtain falls on us
What's left behind will not be what we made a fuss
About at the liquor store, or trying to show the Jones who had more
What will matter is knowledge you passed on to the down trodden and the poor

So, as a total representation of black history today
I honor my mother, father and those before them whose pain paved the way
So I could express what's within myself as loudly as I please
Cause it was their blood, sweat and tears, prayers, cry's and fears
That helped me truly believe in one nation under all even though all the tears

Published by Break A Leg!

Gail resides in the Dallas/Fort Worth Metroplex. By day she is a program specialist at a community college (assisting first responders with their funding needs). The rest of the time she is a commercial, fi...  View profile

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  • Fiona Terry1/24/2009

    I love that poem I am felling that poem and what make it so good about it I am going to speak it at the black history program!!!!!!

  • William Roberts Jr1/14/2008

    AWESOME POEM!!

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