October 18, 2007
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PowerLess Poetic Black Fusion By Poet Blackman Preach BC Spoken Word Columnist |
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Somebody lied to us, Black men after the doctor slapped in life patriarchal man said, “don’t cry” “be tuff” & what’s real star power, brother? deny the people, gain access and showboat your end-zone dance with twenty - 150,000 dollar cars, flossing with 3 mansions you hardly sleep in, now - to prove you are a man you’ll need a few decisive attributes of manhood that has been crippling males since birth layers of unnatural masculine identities forced and customized through physical punishment football wrestling boxing - to enslave young boys & men - to be brutes detached while fighting your emotions daily, cause the learned experience - if there father’s are at home - more than likely - boys are pressured to live up to his father’s expectations as tears are suppressed face it - you’ll be in a funk til’ suicide become the only salvation out of the burning house - consumed in pain, so painful it rips part of the core things eating at you: you so dumb you ain’t eva gonna be nothing you’ll be dead soon the pity on the woman who’ll support you worthless, jobless, relationship-less confusion of a man - the powerless man trapped in a whirlwind of dysfunction and illusion it gets worst: planted in the lived experience in the early stages of childhood you’ve made a few mental notes to remember dating 3 months - 6 months - 5 years whether you’re getting the booty or not you’ve set self sabotage mechanism to automatically disengage any healthy relationship & forever be misguided and enslaved with inward anger that threaten the stakes on a functional family & in the wing - is the question asked earlier what’s real star power, brother? twenty 150,000 dollar cars - flossing between 3 mansions you hardly sleep in but he’s a man & he can take the mental & physical abuse & live with the lie but all the time he just wants to be free from the master tools of patriarchal thinking - be tuff - take it like a man - stand your position as a man from outside in with no emotional attachment to sensitive matters all things must be met with the iron beast inside you to devour the weak and spit them back to their guardians for a band-aid & comfort because the only way to freedom is death of the patriarchal man. The preceeding words are lyrics from the CD Bumpy Tymes BlackCommentator.com Spoken Word Columnist, Poet Blackman Preach (Cedric T. Bolton), is a poet (spoken word artist) and producer, born in Pascagoula, Mississippi and raised in Paterson, New Jersey. Cedric received his Bachelor of Arts degree from Western Washington University and currently resides, with his wife, in Syracuse, New York. He is the Founder of Poetic Black Fusion, a writers' workshop that provides access and opportunities to poets of African Ancestry living in Central New York. He is also the co-founder of Voices Merging, a student-run poetry organization (spoken word) at the University of Minnesota that provides a social outlet for undergraduate students to develop as writers, network and express themselves on stage. He has been writing poetry for 14 years and is published in the Ethnic Student Center's Newsletter at Western Washington University, The Spokesman Recorder, and St. Cloud Times. Click here to contact Blackman Preach. |
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