Written Against Cultural Stagnation

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On Change

Silent screams of America’s dream
heard in echoes
time cannot turn into whispers
Dreams deferred
leading to visions
blurred
Minds shaped
Forced to conform to the norm
Revolution is change
but what are we changing for?

Crime is rampant
hearts are damaged
To repair the hurt will take much
will and stamina
Against the odds we fight
against a system that constantly challenges us
Brothers are dying
mothers are crying
sisters are trying to hold on
And they want us to
conform to the norm?

The news is biased
The truth is hiding
deep in the shadows
of controversy and violence
The jaws of confusion speak through reporters
Broadcasting a mental slaughter
The times are trying
The ground is shaking
but nothing is groundbreaking.

Silent screams of America’s dream
heard in echoes
time cannot turn into whispers
Dreams deferred
leading to visions blurred
Minds shaped
Forced to conform to the norm
Revolution is change
but what are we changing for?

No race can prosper till it learns there is as much dignity in tilling a field as in writing a poem. Booker T. Washington

Justice

While justice eats greedy
the most deserving end up needy.
Infuriating those who want it
and know it is greatly needed.
The scales are unbalanced
yet unchallenged.
Bars lock souls with keys God does not manage
Those same keys lock doors to the closets of injustice
that hold the skeletons of Justice’s miscarriages.
The hunt is for young Black prey targeted without warrant
We pray that Justice gets full from this feed of torment
While society
with all its ills at the forefront
remains dormant.
This unspoken pain is written in our souls
scripted in our history
erasing our faith in a system that has no empathy
no sympathy
and no regard for the community.
Absolutely corrupted power
When 50 shots fill the air
somebody was wrong that hour.
The echoes of another sad song devoured
“Justice” has again reared its ugly head
in the form of a verdict
that immediately lowers heads
but heightens minds with a purpose.

For Sean Bell.

Character, not circumstances, makes the man. Booker T. Washington

PLAIN AS DAY

It’s not the same way it used to be
There used to be love but now the hate is given mutually
We should have all known that crack came to destroy homes
To make us weak
To make us ugly
To make us grow alone
It made us stop fighting the laws
It made us fight our own
It made us vulnerable to bids
It made the kids born
under the same condition witness all the love gone
it made them the same, in a daze, searching for a cure.

But the disease is stronger than all that we’ve got to beat it
It begins in the mental so simple treatment won’t defeat it
This can’t be the TRUTH!
This can’t be our YOUTH!
This can’t be how we’re supposed to be!
This cant be ME and YOU!

Now we are back down deeper than the slave days
It’s deeper in our minds
We are deeper in the games played
It’s deeper than the lynching
Deeper than the chain gangs
We must dig deep to understand how things have changed

Everything we face our future generation’s facing
Everything we take for granted grants us no replacement
Everything we think we know is over our heads relating
us to each other still we wonder why we are not relating.

The election of Barack Obama

Will not solve America’s inner problems

As I read pages of racist comments on a local newspaper’s webpage

I can’t help but doubt America’s “coming of age”

As history’s pages turn forward

I’ve learned that pens are indeed mightier than swords

Just months ago, McCain/Palin mobs held dollars and dolls

to demean a man soon to become…Boss

A fine testament to karma

for a nation demanding

while lacking

honor

We filled Grant Park

Two months later

we would feel Oscar Grant’s heart

drop

Another shot from a cop

Another reason to stop

and take into account what has not stopped

Where does the blame lie?

Let us not mistake riots for revolution

What is the expected reaction to hung nooses

and brutality in plain sight?

In change we trust

Without overlooking the dust tracks on the road

A settling reality we accept as our own

America the Beautiful

remains forever tainted.

Untimely Glory

It occurred too soon for his mind to adapt
overcome with false strength destined to hold him back
If he only took the time to understand
that glory comes, but untimely glory corrupts the man
So zealous he was on his path to self-destruction
that impatience stalled his function
Patience would have given him the world
nevertheless, he rushed, determined into the world
Unfocused, but full of hope
but for the glory, focus was his only hope.

Dedicated to those in a rush to grow!

Insomnia’s Influence .10

It’s just enough to keep me up

Fighting sleep

Heavy eyes wide shut

Thoughts roaming

I live in a dead zone

Forcing my pencil to paper

The lead finds home

Creating poems of the present

Reflecting on past lessons

in sporadic form

With the recognition that The Art of Politics is barely in our favor.

Welcome

WACS Quote of the Moment

One thing alone I charge you. As you live, believe in life! Always human beings will live and progress to greater, broader and fuller life. The only possible death is to lose belief in this truth simply because the great end comes slowly, because time is long.

W.E.B. Dubois

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NEW JERSEY IS HOME

Upcoming Release Early 2010

WACS Publishing presents

Written Against Cultural Stagnation: Vol. 1 The Raised Curtain By: Anthony Pearson

The objective is to express my thoughts on a range of topics which I feel are relevant to our everyday lives in society through poetry and prose. This is my first published collection displayed in 48 pieces of poetic interpretation in 4 chapters.

I The Cause and the Affects

II The Ties that Bind

III The Ground is Shaking (but nothing is groundbreaking)

IIII The Race to 2008