December 0

Blog Archive

Thu, 24.09.2009

AT THE CLOSED GATE OF JUSTICE by James David Corrothers.

To be a Negro on a day like this Demands forgiveness.
Bruised with blow on blow,
Betrayed, like him whose woe dimmed eyes gave bliss,
Still must one succor those who brought one low,
To be a Negro on a day like this

To be a Negro on a day like this
Demands rare patience-patience that can wait
In utter darkness. ‘Tis the path to miss,
And knock, unheeded, at iron gate,
To be a Negro on a day like this

To be a Negro on a day like this
Demands strange loyalty, we served a flag
Which is to us white freedom’s emphasis.
Ah!

learn more

New Poem Each Day

Poetry Corner

old Black ladies carryin shopping bags full of more memories and dreams gap their legs on buses and say things like "dont God work in mysterious ways, baby... WEEKSVILLE WOMEN by Elouise Loftin.
Read More