Thursday, April 22, 2021

APRIL IS NATIONAL POETRY MONTH!


An Iconic Revolutionary Sister, Political Prisoner, Political Activist. A Writer, an Author. A Mother. Singer. Former editor of the Black Panther Intercommunal News Service of the Southern California branch and the Central Committee Minister of Information. Founder of the Black Panther Party Liberation School. A City Council Candidate and former Interim Chairwoman of the Black Panther Party for Self-Defense from 1974 to 1977.


Written as a poem but later accompanied with music and featured on the album "Listen, Whitey! Sounds of Black Power 1967 to 1974." Without further ado, I present this phenomenal sister.


ELAINE BROWN

UNTIL WE'RE FREE


Yes I remember
The yesterdays
The poverty that you and me survived
For we tried living on streets that weren't giving
I'd laugh and cried and [?]
And didn't know

Oh yes my friends
Our history
The memory shall carry me until we're free

The times we saw we didn't deserve
Hostility, we couldn't see it was absurd
But we gave joy, each girl and boy
So innocent
Our future bent against the wind

Oh yes my friends
Our history
The memory shall carry me until we're free

Desperate kisses in alleyways
The future days, they laid to waste our little lives
The concrete park
A stab in the dark
To rest our soul and we were old before we grew


Oh yes my friends
Our history
The memory shall carry me until we're free

Some friends forgotten, and some are gone
How dare they touch our little spot with what they've done
I miss them all, but the future calls
Demanding we set ourselves free as we should be

Oh yes my friends
Our history
The memory shall carry me until we're free


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