Marcus Mosiah Garvey
Biography of Marcus Mosiah Garvey
Rt. Excellent Marcus Mosiah Garvey, Jr., National Hero of Jamaica (17 August 1887 – 10 June 1940) was a publisher, journalist, entrepreneur, Black Nationalist, Pan-Africanist, and orator. Marcus Garvey was founder of the Universal Negro Improvement Association and African Communities League (UNIA-ACL). Prior to the twentieth century, leaders such as Prince Hall, Martin Delany, Edward Wilmot Blyden, and Henry Highland Garnet advocated the involvement of the African diaspora in African affairs. Garvey was unique in advancing a Pan-African philosophy to inspire a global mass movement focusing on Africa known as Garveyism. Promoted by the UNIA as a movement of African Redemption, Garveyism would eventually inspire others, ranging from the Nation of Islam, to the Rastafari movement (which proclaims Garvey as a prophet). The intention of the movement was for those of African ancestry to "redeem" Africa and for the European colonial powers to leave it.
Marcus Mosiah Garvey Poems
Hail! United States Of Africa
Hail! United States of Africa-free! Hail! Motherland most bright, divinely fair! State in perfect sisterhood united,
The Tragedy Of White Injustice
(1) Lying and stealing is the white man's game; For rights of God nor man he has no shame (A practice of his throughout the whole world)
The Black Woman
Black queen of beauty, thou hast given color to the world! Among other women thou art royal and the fairest!
The Black Mother
Where can I find love that never changes Smiles that are true and always just the same, Caring not how the fierce tempest rages,
Africa For The Africans
Say! Africa for the Africans, Like America for the Americans: This the rallying cry for a nation, Be it in peace or revolution.
A Black Man's Speech To A White Man In A...
I'm not as educated, sir, as thee, But God Almighty's sun I see, And you may treat me very hard for this, But I His Holy Hand shall kiss.
A Black Man's Prayer
Send Thy peace to all this world, Lord of nations and of man- Where blood banners are unfurled. In their wicked sinful den.
Today I start my life for good; I am determined now to find The value of my real manhood; And not to travel as if blind.
Those Who Know
You may not know, and that is all That causes you to fail in life; All men should know, and thus not fall The victims of the heartless strife.
Black And White
I'm black not white, which is no crime; To have all things makes one so great: If blacks did have, all whites would crave
Man To Man
Yes, man to man is so unjust Until we know not whom to trust; For we have made of life a lie,
All men have troubles of their own, And burdens great to bear each day, So keep your tales of woe, and frown At all the ills that come your way:
For He Is God
The Eternal hills are green in tropic lands, And snowy white in temperate zones; At seasons of the year, when nature speaks,
Suns have set and suns will rise Upon many gloomy lives; Those who sit around and say: 'Nothing good comes down our way.'
A Summer's Dream
As I lay asleep at midnight,
A thought came stealing over me:
A shadow of a great disaster,
The passing of my Love at sea.
I heard the chimes of Angelus,
It sounded sad but ringing clear;
I had a glimpse of dear heaven,
For my Love was a-going there.