April Is National Poetry Month!
Today, I shine the spotlight on an Iconic Revolutionary Sister, a Black Panther Party member of The Harlem Chapter, New York Black Panther 21. A Poet, Author, and Writer. A Teacher. An Entrepreneur. A Philanthropist. The mother of the late Tupac Shakur. Rest in Power!
I took a walk, the other day
Down the tormented streets of my community,
I saw a tree that grew broken wine bottles
I saw a flower that bloomed empty milk cartoons
I heard a bird that sang a funeral hymn
I felt contempt for the signs of Spring--
I saw a pig assault an old grandmother
(Honor thy mother and thy father that thy days
may be long)
I saw a church with a pepsi cola sign
I heard a deacon say, "I've been saved, sanctified
and filled with the Holy Ghost"
And I wondered why I had never seen him in
a Panther office.
I saw a wino with his head busted open
I took him to the church and told the deacon
to do unto others
The deacon told me I was dirtying the house
of the Lord
I wondered if he was an imposter
We left the deacon and went to the hospital
A nurse told us to go get sober
We left the hospital and went to the office
The Black Panther Office-
Where we found Jesus
He was disguised in nigger clothes
He spoke in the language of the ghetto
He walked like a war counselor for the Disciples
And he cleansed the wounds of those afflicted
Jesus, the Panther, gave food to the hungry
Jesus, the saviour gave comfort to the weary
Jesus, the merciful had mercy on the suffering
He came again! To bring the message to the
To set an example of True love for all mankind
To uplift the poor, oppressed masses
He came with a gun and a shield
He used them for the salvation of mankind
He was betrayed time and time again
He was falsely accused at every opportunity
And yet, His people, the lumpen--the field
Never allowed him to be destroyed
They slept at his side, they ate when he ate
When he dropped his gun, They picked it up
They shared his spirit, his will to live
And together they defeated the devil of Humanity
They turned the liars out and opened a new book
This one began: "We want land, bread, housing,
education, clothing, justice and peace."
Fight on Jesus!
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