Citywide Poets MLK Day Poem
on Feb 16 in Uncategorized by admin@insideoutdetroit.orgFor three years in a row, teams of Citywide Poets have written and performed a group poem to honor Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. This year Joseph Verge, Ariana Washington and Andrew Barnhill performed “Legacy” to over 3,200 listeners at three major events:
- Interfaith Center for Racial Justice’s 24th Annual Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Holiday Celebration of Macomb County Jan. 17th in Warren, MI.
- Wayne State University’s Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Tribute, Jan. 18th at the Max M. Fisher Music Center.
- The Detroit Jazz Fest’s “Freedom 2011″ held Feb. 11th at the Charles H. Wright Museum of African American History where a sold out crowd of over 350 gave them a standing ovation.
Legacy
A tribute poem written and performed by Andrew Barnhill, Joseph Verge and Ariana Washington.
All: In the 1960’s
AW: Dr. King dreamed for everybody whose skin has been kissed by the sun.
AB: fought his way around walls of racial discrimination,
over mountains of hate and criticism,
through waterfalls of stereotype
JV: He gave us all a reason to look beyond tomorrow
All: In the 1960’s Dr. King died a hero of his time
JV: Most people say
AW: that Martin Luther King would have turned in his grave
AB: if he saw what was going on now
JV: he fought for equality and rights
he also fought so that hatred wouldn’t be thrown around our young children like free throws
AB: in our time we watch great men leap from faith
take flight from free throw lines of hope.
While we praise them for their hang time from sidelines
but when will we take a hop, skip, and jump of our own?
JV: You have to understand
that one of the forces that limited Dr. King,
like most people, was time.
So it’s unfortunate he didn’t have a Facebook account to write on Phoebe’s wall
To tell her that everything was gonna be alright
AB: Who flies anymore?
AW: In March 2010 15-year old Phoebe Prince hung herself
Or should I say she was murdered
Because a group of girls reported her life into spam
Used their keyboards as bullets
Facebook was the gun
and public humiliation pulled trigger
AB: Who tries to chase the skyline anymore?
AW: All of our hands drip her blood
One click could have kept her alive
Yet our inaction
pulled the stand out from under her feet as she hung herself
AB: We don’t spring because we fear the fall
AW: In March 2010 I was logged in on Facebook
However I was too busy posting pictures and making statuses
To let Phoebe know that today is not forever
I was even too busy to just “like” her picture
and let her know she’s beautiful
JV: No there was no on there to tell her
that deactivating her life wasn’t the answer
Because you can’t bring everything back with control-Z
We still have problems on our status that Dr. king can’t comment on
So it’s up to us to delete them
AW: Our problems
JV: These problems didn’t come out of nowhere
AB: these viruses aren’t ordinary
JV: they weren’t delivered by a stork
AW: They didn’t hide in our inbox disguised as friendly emails
AB: they were birthed by the lack of education from our previous generations
AW: they are the seed of our selfishness
JV: the lack of jobs that would build our self-esteem and courage
AB: they hacked onto us like leeches attached to files we downloaded
And tried to keep a secret
AW: It takes a village to raise a child
JV: but if that village can’t control what goes on in their own boundaries
Then that child is nothing than a product of their environment
Becoming a puppet to society
AW: Maybe Dr. King turned in his grave
When grinding and hustling became the only way to make a dime
When unemployment raped my brother of his manhood
And liquor empowered him
Or maybe when my sister decided weed was the only way
To get high enough to float away from poverty
And see the mountaintop like
AW and JV: Martin
JV: always said that education is the key to success
but back then keys weren’t standard
and education wasn’t standardized
Schools are still segregated by race and wealth
problems too complex to write in multiple choice bubbles
the same bubbles they want us to think in
AB: King died in the springtime of our struggle for equality
When colored people were only beginning to demand
That their seed blossom just as beautifully as their white camellia counterparts
Struggling against the Klu Klux Klan, who smothered activists with White supremacist pollen,
Lynching their sinuses waiting for them to sneeze
AW: Because when you sneeze your heart stops
King sneezed and we stopped breathing life into his dream
in fear of having our own allergic reaction
his legacy goes further into cardiac arrest
All: And it’s time for us to perform CPR
JV: It’s easy to wish that Dr. King was a superhero
Able to solve problems past his lifetime
With time travel
We keep waiting for superman to come save us
All: But it’s up to us
JV: To take self-defense classes to empower ourselves
AW: We can revive the movement
brush lips with the world and exhale
JV: Blow empowerment and success into the lungs of society
pressing guidance into the heart of the world
AB: We can resuscitate the will to educate
AW: rehabilitate our generation
JV: so that one day hope may regain its pulse
ALL: and we can begin to live what he dreamed




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