BLACK MOSES (HARRIET TUBMAN)

Written by Theodore MosleyNovember 1, 2019 Freedom of speech freedom of choice, her spirit was not to be chained to a plantation.Fierce and tenacious in character her steps were ordained in her culture of blackness.Death and freedom occupied her mind for dangerous journeys not to be denied on her path of righteousness.Her visions incarcerated her spirit to forge a new path of declarations for untold … Continue reading BLACK MOSES (HARRIET TUBMAN)

OUR CULTURE OF BLACKNESS

From the ages of Kings and Queens beyond time, we were woven with kingship. Tumultuous days of indifferences within the color of our skin we depicted life with domains of dignity. In the turmoil of days, our swag gave way to cultural diversity with intense words of articulations. Instead of waiting on their graves for us we showed them universal craftsmanship of black pride. Using … Continue reading OUR CULTURE OF BLACKNESS

Our Freedom

As the sands of time equipped us with fortitudes of rights we developed hearts of love. No longer allowing the grave to be our mentor, our life became a monument of inspirations. Engraving the unsolicited effects that bound our minds, our discourse reined with theaters of solutions. You tried to silence our spirit with your salutations of speeches that were not worthy of swines. Your … Continue reading Our Freedom

Audre Lorde

Audre Lorde was born in Harlem on February 18, 1934, to West Indian immigrants Frederick Byron and Linda Belmar Lorde. She was an introverted child who did not speak until she was five years old. When she began to communicate, she answered questions with poetry that she had memorized. The limitations of her poetic store forced her at 12 or 13 to compose her own … Continue reading Audre Lorde

ON THE MOUNTAINTOP (A TRIBUTE TO MLK JR)

I heard the cries in the night before my life was laid to rest upon the mountaintop of fires. Heeding the call to resurrect the injustice that was produced in the minds of unfiltered lies. I began to reach towards heaven for sophisticated words to encounter the molecules of despair. On the mountaintop I was transfused into a vessel of democracy of love, only to … Continue reading ON THE MOUNTAINTOP (A TRIBUTE TO MLK JR)