Black Consciousness Poetry BCP Poems

Our skin of gold, sham
shamans claim our skin
bleeds Wealth, Gospel to
our kith and kin who suffer
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Your Smile is a force
that sway my sight.
My heart moves with
your rhythmic motion,
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I no longer walk her beautiful
landscape, I am a prisoner
in my own homeland, stripped
off my heritage, my culture.
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Black Zombies, spiritual bleached.
to be religious crucified on a ivory
cross.
Black bodies, biblical pages of unsung messiahs.
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The Bird in the cage
tweet and tweedle, sings
of hope every morning.
With a broken spirit and
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Our humanity is
cosmic, spirituality
ciphered, Our body
language is coded,
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Some people are like trains, they
are loud and slow, Patient and
strong enough to carry many.
Some people are like trains they
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Across the high-way road, there's
five hundred tin homes, where
sappers and their families
survive, so as to dig deep enough
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For some time he's been
standing here, not far from
their bench, swallowing what
they spit, hidden in the dark,
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Today, a Boy became a
Girl so as a Girl became
a Boy. A man became a
woman so as a woman became
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