The Most Beautiful Body Art (2023)
By Kevin Rashid Johnson
Muscles expanding
To accommodate
A life demanding
More space
The embrace,
And growth
Of nature’s
Ultimate truth,
Consumed
Within her womb
A budding
Youth.
Skin tight
Against the might
Of
MOTHER AFRIKA (2023)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Mother Afrika
The path to ya
Has been lost to ya
Children,
Here in Amerika
They’ve disparaged ya
To alienate our feelings.
Not a word of ya
Wealth the west
WHY AFGHANISTAN?
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Why the Afghan invasion
Was it so the people could be free,
Or to control gas
Deposits in the Caspian sea?
It came after 9/11
When Amerika targeted its own,
Three towers
BLACK HISTORY MONTH ALL YEAR (2023)
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
There are some of us who
Appreciate the attention,
One month of the year
For our “honorable mention.”
A special recognition
Of some Black achievements,
And a few mild
A DIALOG OF MISLEADERS
By Kevin “Rashid” Johnson
Black power!
Solidarity!
All power!
Man, we need talk about
‘DAT NIGGA.’
Yeah, his pen
got a blade for a point,
n’ he
keep cuttin’ mufuckers!
What’s YOUR point?
He s’posed to
… Read the rest
From Amerika’s founding fathers
To its oil barons and robbers
Your heroes ain’t mines.
Fascists and deviants
Warmongers slave drivers
Pedophiles lynchers
Native genociders
Your heroes ain’t mines.
Those who claim fame
We don’t see the same
Ain’t nobody down
Like Big Momma,
Kept it G
Through all the drama.
She was there
When you were born,
Had words of wisdom
When you were scorned.
When they jaded you
She aided you,
Combed out your knots
Brushed
There’s a whole history
of bloody denial,
Of crimes and benefits
for which you must reconcile.
From slavery and genocide
to Jim Crow outrages,
Your imprint is all over
Amerika’s racist history pages.
The most heinous abuses
were at your
Amerika has always denied,
Holding political prisoners…
they lied.
From original Panthers
to anarchists and
anti-imperialists,
They’ve always exiled
executed or locked away
those who were serious.
About challenging the status quo
removed so they couldn’t show,
The masses
the
There were no races
Before 1676,
During that time
Europeans and Arikans were mixed.
On the plantations
As servants and slaves,
United as one
Cradle to grave.
They suffered lived
Loved and died the same,
Then in
