January 31, 2008
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Building
Me A Home Poetic Black Fusion By Poet Blackman Preach BC Spoken Word Columnist (includes MP3 audio) |
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Click
here to listen to Blackman Preach read this poem. Building Me A Home
I’m building
me a home near the graves of slaves I’m building
me a home I am building great institutions from the
debt that’s owed I better
receive 33 college degrees I’m building
me a home I am building on top of adders and multipliers to increase
the wealth of a Black nation in education job security health
care & the accumulated value
of my 40 acres & a mule times
600 years of mass production from cotton
to reparation that will give birth to a much clearer season while I live in the now & now & so & so I’m building
me a home I am buiding on the
wall of history & the graffiti reads the truth has set free former enslaved Africans from the invisible trickery of modern day slavery working
for seven dollar an hour with just
enough crumbs to feed the pigeons at your
milk crate table & matching chairs it’s painful painful
watching television through the eyes of your
windows nothing
but unemployment, crime & peddling
drug addict—you see I’m building
me a home I am building like the
ancients on temples freeing
up my peoples from the treasure
chess of Willie Lynch tricks that we continue to stumble
over I’m building
me a home I am building me home.
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