Black History Month
Poem Titled
“Have you ever witnessed A Nation Cry?"
Author Tetasheri Whitney
Have you ever witnessed A Nation Cry?
Try and feel my pain , before you would ask me “Why?”
Through my very own very tears
I learned to surrender and die…
Because if it wasn’t the truth,
I couldn’t fathom or swallow a lie.
Though my head has been dipped in Fire,
This time I bow it, in shallow hopes just to try.
Have you ever witnessed a Nation Cry?
Saddened by theft, failed promises, or a bribe…
Who wouldn’t sit and ponder ?
About the moment, we’d spread out burdened wings and finally fly…?
I was suffered amongst burials, before given the opportunity to wake up,
Then arise.
Hiding my face, for periods of generations,
Who longed to see me fall to my demise.
But, I’m overcoming in the Glory of my fore-fathers
To my haters, and enemies SUPRISE.
& to the ones who wished a redness
Upon my beautiful yet, very weary eyes.
Long-suffering the traps, and setups of ancesteral ties and spies.
Just to find out there blood too…
Shared a very kindred to my relatives and Kind.
Have you ever witnessed A Nation Cry?
Uncomfortable whippings and tinglings deep down in my spine.
Wiping my tears with scraps of dirty rags,
Before finding hope again to survive.
The wetness in the womb of every woman.
Should’ve been the (only) proof we needed
That time flies …
& because the clock kept ticking
The time too, has arrived for that same weeping Nation
To recieve her prize.
Have you ever witnessed A Nation Cry?
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