Dis Poem: This is the poem I am loving right now.

Dis Poem By  Mutabaruka

Dis poem
shall speak of the wretched
sea
that washed ships to these
shores
of mothers cryin for their
young
swallowed up by the sea

Dis poem shall say nothin
new
dis poem shall speak of time
time unlimited time
undefined
dis poem shall call names
names like Lumumba
Kenyatta, Nkrumah
Hannibal, Akenaton,

Malcolm, Garvey
Haile Selassie

Dis poem is vexed about
apartheid rascism fascism
the klu klux klan riots in
Brixto, Atlanta
Jim Jones
Dis poem is revoltin’ against
1st world 2nd world

3rd world division

Man made
decision
dis poem is like all the rest
dis poem will not be amongst
great literary works
will not be recited by poetry
enthusiasts
will not be quoted by
politicians nor men of
religion

Dis poem  knives, bombs, guns
blood, fire
blazin for freedom

Yes dis poem is a drum
Ashanti, Mau Mau, Ibo, Yoruba
Nyahbingi warriors
uhuru uhuru
uhuru Namibia
uhuru Soweto
uhuru Afrika

Dis poem will not change
things
dis poem need not to be changed
dis poem is a rebirth of a
people
arizin awaking
understandin
dis poem speak is speakin
have spoken

Dis poem shall continue even
when poets have stopped
writin
dis poem shall survive u me
it shall linger in history
in your mind
in time forever
dis poem is time only time
will tell
dis poem is still not written
dis poem has no poet
dis poem is just a part of the
story
his-story her-story our-
story the story still untold
dis poem is now ringin talkin
irritatin
makin u want to stop it
but dis poem will not stop

Dis poem is long cannot be
short
dis poem cannot be tamed
cannot be blamed
the story is still not told
about dis poem
dis poem is old new
dis poem was copied from
the bible, your prayer book
Playboy Magazine

The N.Y. Times, Readers Digest
The C.I.A. files the K.G.B. files
dis poem is no secret
dis poem shall be called
boring stupid senseless
dis poem is watchin u

Tryin
to make sense from dis poem
dis poem is messin up your
brains
makin u want to stop
listenin to dis poem
but u shall not stop listenin
to dis poem
u need to know what will be
said next in dis poem
dis poem shall disappoint u
because
dis poem is to be continued
in your mind in your mind
in your mind your mind…

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