So you say,
"Wait."
Easy for you
who've never felt
stinging darts
of segregation.
Wait for what?
For the vicious mobs
to lynch my father
drown my sister?
For a hate-filled officer
to kill at will
curse and kick me at a whim?
I will not wait for this
Hate or this
Brutalization.
When we see our Negro brothers
smothered in an air-tight
cage of impoverished night
amidst the affluent society
which spits its twisted speeches
as I seek to spell out
to my six-year old daughter
that's it not her fault
but she can't go to the public
amusement park
because the social abuse
the author of our lives provides
by writing clouds of inferiority in
our mental skies.
When you too feel this sense
of 'nobodiness'
you will not need to wonder
why we will not wait
to sever ourselves from this
disconnected state.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
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Well, perhaps this post was needed along with the post.
My poet friend and I are working on a project to propose at an English Conference out in Portland, Oregon. Our statement is that plagiarism has a very vague, disconcerting definition to people who like to experiment in writing. The "stealing" of ideas, words, concepts...
Great writers like William Burroughs and Ted Berrigan imitated, used and manipulated pieces of others' writing all the time.
While we were exploring the concept of plagiarism, I decided to test it myself. This poem is configured off of a very powerful political piece by Martin Luther King, "Letter From Birmingham Jail." It has been altered and the words run down the page, therefore some might say, especially poets, that it is my piece now. That I do not need to indicate where I took some of the words from. It's a great debate, if any would like to oppose it, it would help greatly in our quest to discover where the line of plagiarism should be drawn...
Using ellipsis' twice in that long of a post is considered overuse??
Maybe we should examine the proper use of ellipses?
Perhaps that would be a bit more beneficial to my englilsh endeavors...? How's that sound...?
:)
Cause you're creepin' me out. It's okay... Go on with your strange comments... I'll embrace it from now on.
The reality is ... it's hard to read you're stuttering comments.
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