Jolani Publications
Poetry by Samantha T. Roden-Levy
"The Illumination of My Soul" pgs. 22& 1
"The Illumination of My Soul" pgs. 22& 1
"Ain't We Free" by Samantha T. Roden-Levy Do you see that woman standing over there? She's crying for her husband. They hung him over on that tree. They lifted his neck until it broke. Ain't we free? Sister Your tears flow like blood from an open wound. Let me see your hands. Let me see your back. They branded you like cattle. But now you brand yourself. I see your scars. Ain't we free? Brother, locked in that cage, why are you there? I see that you're shackled to another brother. Are you a slave to that dope? Who is your master? Ain't we free? Disease is killing my people. We can't afford doctors. We can't afford medicine. We're hungry. We're afraid. We're tied. Ain't we free? We've died for too long to die now. We've suffered too long to suffer now. We've fought for too long to give up now. We've died young. We've died poor. We've died uneducated. We've murdered our own people. We've crippled our communities with drugs. But ain't we free? Copyright 2005 Samantha T. Roden-Levy |
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| Someone Must Stop The Crying by Samantha T. Roden-Levy Someone must stop the crying For all these black children who keep on dying. Cause in the dark, no one hears their hollow cries and horrid fears. Did we suffer and die in vain, to ease the burden of their pain? Just look at our babies behind those walls. They've broken their silence, but why don't they call? Is there and answer to what looms in the head of an angry child who thinks he's better off dead? We must teach our children to live if we don't want them to die. Cause even angels have wings to help them fly. And ain't no weeping in the ground when our children wear binds that can't be unwound. So, mother, what've you done to save that lost child from these dimly lit streets that nourish the wild? And, father, will you help him to stand without chains on his feet and a gun in his hand? This is our country, too! This is our Promised Land! We must give hope to our people, and draw our line in the sand. For extinction is not a probable solution to the hate that we've spun on the web of retribution. So we must ban together and stop all this crying, and we must do all that we can to keep our black children from dying. Copyright 2005 Samantha T. Roden-Levy |
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