poetry || what color black am I?
I am the color of a dark past
Of low quality tin and cast iron water fountains
The color of restrooms and cafe entrances created to keep me away
Of deadly “Whites Only” Coca-Cola vending machines
Uncomfortable bus rides cloaked in fear
My seat has been labeled
My seat has been labeled
I am 4-5 rows in the back of the bus
You don’t want to see me
I am the color of a “Whites Only” sign
Of segregated restaurants, parks, transport and schools
The color of “separate but equal”
Of poor quality schools and education
Unequal distribution of America’s wealth
White mannequins
White mannequins
I am searching for my reflection
You don’t want me to see me
I am the color of a vote denied
Of absent representation for change
The color of the voiceless
Of disenfranchising poll taxes and literacy tests
Beaten – set on fire – lynched from my home
For trying
For trying
I am the suppressed black vote of 1964
You don’t want to hear me
I am the color of tired
Of humiliation, physical violence and constant racial abuse
The color of cross burnings & home invasions by hooded mobs
Of red brutal murders
“There comes a time that people get tired”
We have no choice but to protest
We have no choice but to protest
I am the birth of justice
You are going to hear me
I am the color of a bus boycott
Of strong leaders and historic speeches
The color of an effort to end segregation
Of leaflets, freedom rides and sit-ins
I want some of that “Whites Only” pie
Please
Please
I am the color of Black Power
You are going to see me
I am the color of the movement
Of a Black community on one accord
The color of the united
Of resistence met with church bombings and flame stained crosses
Peaceful protests deemed a threat
A National Guard sent to disrupt the peace
A National Guard sent to disrupt the peace
I am the color of unjust arrests
You don’t want them to hear me
I am the color of the divide
Of the North and the South
The color of three marches in Sunday’s best
Of a race riot
A raised black fist in the air
It’s a Bloody Sunday
It’s a Bloody Sunday
I am the color of an uprise
You don’t want to see me
-by Jocelyn D. Deloney “Nosy Josie”
Mind Jo Business ©2016
“I am the color of a vote denied…” Thank you for posting this!
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Hey Tyra! Thank YOU for reading. It was my first poem in a long time so I’m really glad you enjoyed it :)
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Love this. Sharing it.
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Ah!! Thank you so much. It was my first time writing a poem in such a long time so that makes me feel great. * warm fuzzies*
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You need to record it and post it on Youtube. This is awesome!
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I read this poem thanks to Tikeetha’s share on her site and this poem is amazing! I’m following your blog because of this! Thanks Tikeetha for the share and thank you for writing this incredibly moving piece.
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Thank you so much!!! I was telling her that it’s been forever since I’ve written. You guys have really motivated me to write more :)
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Yessss! Keep creating! From one poet to another, you got something very special and the world needs more of it. :)
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You are so awesome, thank you for the encouragement. It’s people in our blog community that really help me break out and try new things. Welcome to my blog family!! :D
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No problem and thanks for welcome! Been blogging for years but never had a welcome so thanks :)
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Reblogged this on A Thomas Point of View and commented:
OMG! She did the dang thing!
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Thank you love!! 😀
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This is awesome. Thank you for sharing it with us. I’m spreading the word, and following your blog. Again, thank you for such a powerful piece of poetry that spoke to me this morning.
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Wow!! This is so uplifting. Thank yo so much. I’m really glad you enjoyed it and welcome to my blog family! Dont be a stranger :)
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Reblogged this on A Joyful Process and commented:
Thanks to Tikeetha T at A Thomas Point of View for leading me to find this poem. So good, I had to reblog it too.
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And thanks for the reshare!
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You’re very welcome! Can’t wait to see what’s next….
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Reblogged this on News For The Blind.
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Fire! You use to sign your whole government name!? Interesting! Great piece. Those opening lines were crazy
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omg I don’t think I realized that I used my whole name until you said something! I might change that, actually :X. I remember waking up feeling SO inspired to write this. I woke up in my bed, rolled over and started writing – no hesitation. That’s crazy, huh?
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