LONG AND BROKEN TEETH

Name That Racist Tune With Daniel Carver
-Caution: Disturbing racist slurs and language throughout video-

Hat Tip to We are Respectable Negroes-

“Now he knows what the “n” word means.”
She bellowed through discolored teeth,
Her vinegar lips pursing upon the dank breath of morning
As foul old men slurred about guns and their prideful obligation,
“To use `em when times call or when we damn well please!”

“Around here we looks out for our own, if you know what I mean?”
Her words slapped against the men’s droll bones;
They all got a healthy chuckle from her chattering slabs and
Pretended they weren’t scared, tiny, frightened men snorting fear.
“They ain’t supposed to come o’ lootin’ when water’s a risin.”

Everywhere the same; old white men selling out for dread,
Spitting demise through long and broken teeth, faded of affection
Or familiar threads of explanation for tongue-tied unkindness.
“Hell! Ya gotta protect yourself. They’s in the wrong neighborhood.”
Fusty gangs of bitter men hell-bent on bleeding out the world!

This is the time for hoping, for loving,
The time for reaching one another, believing
While the water’s drowning all belief!
Yes! Now’s the time for considering another
Even if all it ever proves is that we’re worth saving!

“We ain’t afraid to shoot em when they comes `round here!”
She splattered through her yellowed flapping maw.
The foul-smelling men sniggered away another minute;
It never occurred to them that the weight of fear and hatred
Was sure to sink them when next the waters come o’ lootin’...

© 2008 mrp/tpm

Levees.Org

A BRIEF ON WHITEY

(A Poetic Justice Photomontage)

Pat Buchanan is a racist.

Yes. A racist.

If you didn’t know that… chances are you’re whitey.

Patrick J. Buchanan in a NUTshell…
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Pat makes anti-Semitic and pro-Nazi comments, uses extremist staffers who work with white supremacy groups and militias, and until recently put an anti-Israeli conspiracy rant on his official World Wide Web page.

Pat has expressed his admiration for Francisco Franco and Joseph McCarthy (not to mention Hitler), and during the Iran Contra scandal said that reporters should be "Americans first and reporters second".

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A Brief for Whitey ...Pat's own words...


(A Brief on Whitey...my own words...)
Barack says we need to have a conversation about race in America.

Noose taut upon the sturdy limb
o’ th’ black oak tree.

It has to be a two-way conversation. White America needs to be heard from, not just lectured to.

"Raise th’ nigger up now,
`n make `em think they’s free.”

This time, the Silent Majority needs to have its convictions, grievances and demands heard.

Shhh. Shhh. Not a sound,
`cause th’ devil’s comin’ round,

First, America has been the best country on earth for black folks.

gonna loose th’ Negro chains
`n bring his white hell down.

It was here that 600,000 black people, brought from Africa in slave ships,

Oh! Jesus Christ have mercy
on th’ souls burnin’ in your pit,

...grew into a community of 40 million,

give `em time to rest
`n bring `em water for they lips.

...were introduced to Christian salvation,

The negro cannot help
but have a yoke upon his back.

...and reached the greatest levels of freedom and prosperity blacks have ever known.

Noose taut upon the sturdy limb
o’ th’ black oak tree.

Wright ought to go down on his knees and thank God he is an American.

“Raise th’ nigger up now
`n make `em think they’s free.”

Shhh. Shhh. Not a sound…

© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

Obama's speech on race...

A BRIEF ON WHITEY

Noose taut upon the sturdy limb
o’ th’ black oak tree.
“Raise th’ nigger up now.
`n make `em think they’s free.”
Shhh. Shhh. Not a sound,
`cause th’ devil’s comin’ round,
Gonna loose th’ Negro chains
`n bring his white hell down.
Oh! Jesus Christ have mercy
on th’ souls burnin’ in your pit,
Give `em time to rest
`n bring `em water for they lips.
The negro cannot help
but have a yoke upon they back.
Noose taut upon the sturdy limb
o’ th’ black oak tree.
“Raise th’ nigger up now.
`n make `em think they’s free.”

Shhh. Shhh. Not a sound…


© 2007 mrp/thepoetryman

Rolling along "V"...

Vagabond Scholar - ViceZilla's Views - Virushead - Voodoo Innuendo

THE "NAPPY-HEADED HO" IS WE

(A Poetic Justice Photomontage
I've had just about enough of both the attackers and supporters of IMUS. I've seen and heard enough racism to last me a life time. What the hell is wrong with us?

The Rutgers team handled themselves like decent human beings, sad I cannot say that for the talking heads and for many of those commenting on either side of the aisle around the web.

Within this story of `yet another racist white man so easily slipping the slur’ lies a bigotry so prevalent that even those who dare not think themselves xenophobic are perpetuating the lie behind the stained mirror.

It is not that freedom of speech could be damaged because of the outrage or what have you, the ladies of Rutgers, the women of this world, and many of you are speaking out, so freedom of speech is safe (for the moment), it is the idea that the slur should somehow be legitimized or watered down for any reason, that it is somehow someone else’s fault, or to be written off as no big deal.

The fact is, if we looked at this in its totality, we might just see that the underlying bigotry in this very controversy is one of the primary reasons for the many troubles in the world today. Color. Race. Creed. Religion. Sex.

(The fury in this country or the blind support for her is not just about oil or terrorism. The color of it, maybe.)

I only ask that you think beyond the yammering jaws and race baited rhetoric. Stir from behind the mirror. Stand facing it.



Our bland broadcast warbles the edge.
A bomb ignites upon the air.
Water drips between their silence
Riveting the sounds of our famine.

Then, out of the rain, a raw voice
Slurs again and sweeps through
Landing hard by. “Look over here”
And the hordes cut out their eyes.

The pungent yammer and pain
Soothes them; race, color, creed.
Forget about the offense. We’ve our own.
Suffering is subjective. “Look over here”

Think of it. We’ve the power. We.
Without eyes we fumble for nothing.
Laugh. Laugh. Laughing amusement.
It is best for covering our fetid truth.

Insults are systemic and bigotry reigns.
The ship’s bumped ashore our hapless face,
But, emptied of eyes, we flop on the deck
And “Look over here” we stagger.

“Ever worsening” “Twenty-three dead”
“Friendly fire” “Many wounded”
“Torture” “Somalians” without peace...
“Look over here” “Look over here”

The morning beams bring out our terror
And blind shepherds howl their horrors,
“Look over here” their refrain,
Planting eyes so we may reap the crumbs.

Blind depravity, self-mutilation, yammering
Toothless prayers to toothless gods,
“Look over here” A bomb ignites upon the air.
Words might mean something after all.

© 2007 mrp/thepoetryman

With my apologies to M.C. Escher


Previous Post - BREATHING ART

WE IN AMERICA HOPE

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Yes.
We in America are
(a symbol of hope)
Hope so far removed
(vacant)
Stolen from the same kind of acts
(horrors)
Terror perpetrated upon people of color
(skin)
Color in other countries.
(Iraq)
Yes.
(Darfur)
We'd never torture
(kill)
Torture if it were not for the good
(purity)
God of the nation and the world.
(humanity)
Yes.
(white-mankind)
Americans would not kill for color
(race)
Color or creed.
(Islam)

Religion.
(Christianity)
Thank the Lord we live in America.
(The United States)
Yes.
(Democracy)
Our history
(of equality)
Our history hasn't anything the nature
(good)
Of genocide
(murder)
Genocide or racism
(nigger)
Genocide or racism or
(segregation)
Genocide or racism or bigotry
(raghead)
Genocide or racism or bigotry or oppression.
(chains)
Yes.
(shackles)

We are free
(liberated)
Free and brave
(fearless)
Free and brave and bright
(dazzling)
Free and brave and bright and humble
(modest)
Free and brave and bright and humble and equal.
(under the God's eyes)

Yes.
(Christianity)
God bless America!
(freedom)
Yes.
(bravery)
God bless her!
(colorless features)
Yes.
(blonde hair)
God bless!
(blue eyed Jesus!)
Yes.
(Allah)
Godless!
(God)
Yes.

Let us have a moment of silence to commemorate the

dead and dying and about to die.

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Thank you. Now we may begin anew.

We are the-
Hope in the wind
The sound of boots
Upon the ear
Singing and marching

The whistle of bombs
Finest war machine in the history
Of the globe
Whistling triumphant

We are the-
Hope in the wind
The sound of boots
Upon the ear
Singing and marching

Rally cry of machine guns
Fiercest fighting machinery
In the world
Chanting triumphant

We are the-
Hope in the wind
The sound of boots
Upon the ear
Singing and marching



Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman


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