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Black History Month Poetry: " I AM "

I AM

from 28 Days of Poetry Celebrating Black History 2
by Latorial Faison (2008)


I am somebody on my way somewhere
I am she who interrogates those who stare

I am too much for this wayward world to digest
With pen and paper, I paint pictures with frankness

I am the pages, I am the pens
What whiteness begins, my blackness ends

I am the black man's rage, the black woman's stage
If you care to recognize, just turn the page

I am the journey, the memory of yesterdays
I am the surprising result of evil ways

I am Jesus Christ crucified,
They hang me high and stretch me wide

I am the ears that hear the cries of the deaf
I am fingers picking up those pieces left

I am the hands that write the words
I am the prophet you've never heard

I am the music that bears the beat
I am the stranded enduring the heat

I am the parent who lives with the shame
Of children who step outside the family name

I am the rape victim turned inside out
I am the child abused who cannot shout

I am black America's complex
I am white America's "What's next?"

I am Dr. King's Dream,
I am Malcolm's extreme

I am the Catholic Pope's next big issue
For every child politics leaves behind, I am the tissue

I am the dream dared, the broken repaired
I am the truth challenged, the minority compared

I am the arrival of hope, the departure of pain
the explanation of turmoil, sanity for the insane

I am somebody, on my way somewhere
I am she who interrogates those who stare

I am too much for this wayward world to digest
With pen and paper, I paint pictures with frankness



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Posted: February 6, 2013     Nancy J Conrad


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