Turntables and Machetes

11th December 2011

Link reblogged from Brown Gurl w 'Fro with 6 notes

Ode to Fred Hampton, Mark Clark →

veryartistical:

One Sided Shoot-Out
(for brothers fred hampton & mark clark,
murdered 12/4/69 by chicago police at 
4:30 AM while they slept)

only a few will really understand:
it won’t be yr/momma or yr/brothers & sisters or even me,
we all think that we do but we don’t.
it’s not new and
under all the rhetoric the seriousness is still not serious.
the national rap deliberately continues, “wipe them nigger out.”
(no talk do it, no talk do it, no talk do it, notalknotalk do it)

& we.
running circleround getting caught in our own cobwebs,
in the sense old clothes, same old words, just new adjectives
we will order new buttons & posters with; “remember fred” & “rite-on mark.”
& yr picture will be beautiful & manly with the deeplook/ the accusing look
to remind us
to remind us that suicide is not black
the questions will be asked 7 the answers will be the new clichés.
but maybe,
just maybe we’ll finally realize that ‘revolution” to the realworld
is international 24hours a day and that 4;30 AM is like 12:00 noon,
it’s just darker.
but the evil can be seen if u look in the right direction.

were the street lights out?
did they darken their faces as in combat?
did they remove their shoes to creep softer?
could u not see the whi-te of their eyes,
the whi-te of their deathfaces?
didn’t yr/look-out man see them coming, coming, coming/
or did they turn into ghostdust and join the night’s fog?
it was mean.
& we continue to call them “pigs’ ‘motherfuckas” forgetting what all
black children learn very early: “sticks & stones may break my bones
but names can never hurt me.”

it was murder.
& we meet to hear the speeches/ the same, the duplicators.
they say that which is expected of them.
to be instructive or constructive is to be unpopular (like: the leaders only
sleep when there is a watchingeye)

but they say the right things at the right time, it’s like a stageshow:
only the entertainers have changed
we remember bobby hutton. the same, the duplicators

the seeing eye should always see.
the night doesn’t stop the stars
& or enemies scope the ways of blackness in three bad shifts a day.
in the AM their music becomes deadlier.
this is a game of dirt.

only black people play it fair.

Source: veryartistical