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 APRIL IS NATIONAL POETRY MONTH!

Today, I feature a poem written by a former Black Panther and Revolutionary Poet, Aurella Bealum. 

AURELLA BEALUM

"HELL, YES I'M ANGRY"

Could that "Angry black cry"

I hear

Mean that

"Freedom"

In its tender stages

is near?

Or

Is that just another shining dawn

With its freshly shaven head

Ready to lay bare the souls

Of black men

And strike us dead

When

Did you last look upon yourselves

And smiled...

Smiled at what your eyes beheld

knowing...

that pound for pound

Blackness

Is a virtue

As only black deeds are sound...

"Yes I'm angry"

For I carry the memory of tears

My mother shed

My heart is heavy

Breathing hatred for white

America

As they too

Count the many times

My body went unfed...

So

Blame not your families

Whitey's disrespect

If you must

But remember...

Before I let you destroy the total

cause

For black freedom

I'll personally

Put you to death...

"Huh!"

And to think

White America has the audacity

to ask...

"Am I angry???"

Hell yes,

I'm angry.