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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