Josephine DixonBanks
Josephine DixonBanks Poems
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A, cheapest labor force
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You gave her a baby doll
Before she could walk
You made her a mother
Before she could talk
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Being born Black begins in Africa, The Womb
The Sacred Marriage could not exhume
Life and death—the bride and groom
The Garden of Eden—the embryonic costume
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In this life there’s a certain breed of man
Who dictates to all males thru out the land
If you don’t live up to their expectation
You’re not a man in their estimation
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Have you ever looked through a woman’s eyes
To try, to understand why she cries over a broken finger nail
Have you ever wondered why she goes on loving
When she very seldom gets the satisfaction she needs
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Graduated from college got yo degree
Thought sheep-skin would set you free
Make a lot of money, pillar in society
Corporate success, wall street notariety
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As the bombs shattered people’s entrails
The screams of horror did not assail
Organized violence against humanity
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The name tag, now has a toe tag
Tailor made suit, a body bag
Sorry, for your loss
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You taught me self animosity
Said God was behind this atrocity
To loathe myself was God’s will
To deny myself was heavenly thrill
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We’ve come a long way so they say
This type of thinking does not convey
The absolute truth that doth lay
Hidden beneath lies that never seem to decay
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Your arduous desires were like condensation
When thngs got hot evaporation
Coming home to me is a drag
When I try to get your attention, I’m a nag
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Slavery Institutionalized Slavery
You didn’t take me away from aplace
You extricated me from a sacred space Me
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I Am the incomparable female
My mistakes never fail
With existence I do entail
The unwritten consciousness
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Because I closed my eyes to reality my whole world became a phantasy
I spent my life in an artificial situation
I gave my sincere love to a false-hearted man
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I was never child
My maternal granny called me an old, old soul
I seen time come and go
I gave birth to giving birth
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The now-a-day slave or labor force
The ruling-class determines the course
The political master’s pastor contorts
Politics and policy aborts
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Vested endurance, confidence sublime
I Am my forerunner of being divine
Inheriting self-realization purchased by time
Born of my being, the ancient mime
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I pledge allegiance to mass mentality
The dark ages masquerading as individuality
A clone is the throne of your mind
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The community has no immunity from the systematic demise
Of inner city enterprise
This demise creates economic development for administrations
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We think and cogitate like our trainers
They keep our spirits in institutionalized containers
Mentality cloning must constantly work us
Like trained animals in a circus
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Josephine DixonBanks Biography
Josephine Dixon-Banks was born in Danbury, Connecticut in August 22,1948. She graduated from Clapboard Ridge High School in 1966, in Danbury, Connecticut. After graduating, she moved to Bridgeport, Connecticut where she attended Housatonic Community College for two years and received a Teacher’s Aid Certificate. Josephine relocated to Durham, North Carolina in 1976 and began performing her original poetry on stage at The Carr Mill Mall Art School at Chapel Hill, North Carolina. Following her dream, she moved to Los Angeles, California where she transposed her poetry into lyrics and for several weeks worked with Milan Williams of the Commodores R&B recording artist. Also, she became Staff Assistant for Congressman Mervyn M. Dymally and worked on the Dukakis-Bentson campaign. She worked for The Institute for Learning in Retirement / Elderhostel International Expression Enrichment Facilitator,1998 Develop workshop curriculum for a group of 10 senior citizens. Prepare written follow-up report for institute Director. Shiloh Academy of Creative Arts, Inc. Creative Writing Instructor,1997 Develop workshop programs for 50 students, conducted one-on-one assessments with students, and assisted students in the production of their presentations. Discovery Museum / Family Services Woodfield Housatonic Community Technical College / African-American Cultural Society Workshop Facilitator,1996 Facilitate open discussions about modern, urban poetry and prose. Recite original poetry, conduct question and answer sessions. Bridgeport Board of Education After-school Program / Lighthouses in the Community Facilitator,1994 - 1996 Created a curriculum for expression enrichment that included an educational program for school-age children within Longfellow and Curiale schools. The same program was also conducted for the Bridgeport Board of Education Summer Youth Program. From The Center for Women and Families, she received a Certificate in Sexual Assault and Domestic Violence Counseling,1998 SKILL • Workshop Facilitator • Poetry Dramatist / Orator - Program Specialist • Community Outreach Worker - Volunteer Coordinator)
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Blaming Poverty On The Poor
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A, cheapest labor force
Poverty works, never ever unemployed
A much needed commodity to justify
White-collar crime classes
Teaching dastardly deeds—to procure monetary needs-
fostering avarice greed
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force
Poverty creates jobs for those financing the societal
Institution of ya godda pay more taxes
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Look! what Enron did to those less fortunate
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Did not corporations want a billion dollar welfare check
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Blaming Poverty on the poor
Give us your deprived, your malleable muddled masses
hoping for a gentler taskmaster
Welcome to the multi-trillion dollar industry, Poverty
A.K.A., cheapest labor force
No penance just punishment augmenting the pillar of economic pillaging
Poor people put in the pillory from the political pulpit
Poverty is prime property
Poverty pimps portrayed as political preachers purely punitive but polite
The pluralization of Poverty provides prestige of the patricians
Poverty, the promissory note from the bureaucratic infidel
The Truth will tell—the truth will tell
Poverty the patriotic prisoner on trial for treason
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