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IN ANY EVENT

January 1, 2021African-American, art, Black Culture, Neo Jim Crow, poetry, Prisons, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, black poets, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Kenny Jacobs II, Kool the Poet, Mprisond Poetz, neo Jim Crow art, neo Jim Crow art poems, neo Jim Crow poetry, New Jim Crow, new Jim Crow art, New Jim Crow art poetry, poetry, Prison, prison art, prison poems, prison poetry, Prison Writers, Prisonsdarealprisonart

IN ANY EVENT
Manifesting a dream by sticking to the script on the team of the righteous what can be better than this
Probably guided although there’s a tendency to drift
The race is not to the Swift
Not to the gifted
But to all who patiently preserve will be uplifted

IN ANY EVENT
it’s not the goal but the process to which we endure
it’s not the gold but the struggle to become pure
sure to win with the love of God
rising above sin to beat the odds
what we’ll receive in return is blessings of the spirit
The ability to discern written down in lyrics
To serve as a legacy never-to-be-forgotten
A theme that can never be switched

IN ANY EVENT
we’ll make it make sense
IN ANY EVENT
By sticking to the script
IN ANY EVENT

Unprecedented Quotes

January 1, 2021African-American, Black Culture, Neo Jim Crow, poetry, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, black poets, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Inspirational, jail poetry, Kenny Jacobs II, Kool the Poet, Mprisond Poetz, neo Jim Crow art poems, neo Jim Crow poetry, New Jim Crow, New Jim Crow art poetry, poetry, Prison, prison art, prison poems, prison poetry, Prison Writers, Prisonsdarealprisonart

These are The Words of a Genius

UNPRECEDENTED QUOTES

created by way of desire to inspire hope
Now they know when at first they didn’t
Now it show and many are smitten legitimate skills learned through self-education self-made elevation earned as a chosen occupation
These are its revelations
equipped with remnants of the greats that passed away
Reminiscent of the beauty and brilliance that’ll never decay
Always its sway seems to resurrect even through extreme poverty and disrespect
It’s been tried and true
It’s rise is expedient
Producing good fruit
The words of a genius
Never before known but exceptional and sound
originated to epitomize perfection and cultivate a style
service with a smile used as a mechanism to cope
who knew it would give several people hope
These are the words of a genius UNPRECEDENTED QUOTES

AUDIO: Can’t Black Lives Matter Too???

June 24, 2020African American poetry, African-American, art, Black Culture, neo Jim Crow art, poetry, prison poems, Prisons, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, Black Lives Matter, black poets, Donald "C-Note" Hooker, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Incarcerated Writers, Inspirational, jail poetry, Mprisond Poetz, neo Jim Crow art, neo Jim Crow art poems, neo Jim Crow poetry, New Jim Crow art poetry, poetry, prison art, prison poems, prison poetry, Prison Writers, Prisons, Restorative Justice, spoken word, street poetrydarealprisonart

DAREALPRISONART · Can't Black Lives Matter Too???

by Donald “C-Note” Hooker

JOURNEY TO AFROFUTURISM

On a journey
long, long, ago
Afrofuturism was long-sought
The maps of its existence
were misleading
like the maps to Wakanda
but She
a student at an HBC
found the truth
Afrofuturism
would not be found in Africa
but California
Like the Raiders to the Lost Ark
who sought God’s covenant
so too
Spanish Conquistadors
sought the Califia
The Queen
of the land
of Black women
She ruled with a Saber-tooth scepter
adorned gloves
from the Mammoth’s wool
She nursed
the Earth’s oldest and tallest trees
in the forests
of Redwoods
Invited the Blue whale
Earth’s largest mammal
to suckle her young
off Her coastal waters
In ancient times
Her Queendom fed the world
In modern times
It’s called
America’s
richest
farming region
But She
a student
from HBC
just like me
Prayed
to the Queen Mother
at a place
known as
Nob Hill
in San Francesco de Assisi
is enshrined
a mural
in a hotel
for one-percenters
The Califia spake
to our dear sister
in a way
only understood
by feminine energy
and so she wrote
as only a scholar can
the map
to Afrofuturism
It did not lead to Wakanda
in Africa
or the East
Where the Sun rises
but in the West
Where the Sun sets
in America
will Afrofuturism nurse itself
In the Queendom
of the Califia
California

Poet’s Note: For the uninitiated, California’s name derived from a Black woman
Copyright 2020 Donald “C-Note” Hooker

Keep On Living

January 30, 2020African-American, art, Black Culture, poetry, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, black poets, Eric W. Davis, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Inspirational, jail poetry, Mprisond Poetz, neo Jim Crow art, neo Jim Crow art poems, neo Jim Crow poetry, poetry, Prison, prison art, prison poems, prison poetry, Prison Writers, Prisons, Sami A. Mateendarealprisonart

When when you feel that life is a blank
It’s a sure time for you to give thanks
Search your subconscious it truly knows
It’s a true friend of all lonely Souls

Life is a struggle from the time it’s conceived
It’s all worth living if you only believe
The greatest gift available has been given to you
Be thankful and be true to life and see what it does for you

We’ve all got something coming some good and some bad
In our search for happiness we learn what it is to be sad
It’s the way of the world and Nature’s always fair
Never showing just one of anything but always revealing a pair

So take hold of your life it’s preciousness is divine
The things you can never get enough of are truly life and time
So be considerate of life and consciousness of time
For in their true Essence their neither yours nor mine

By Eric W. Davis aka Sami A. Mateen

Black Rose

December 14, 2019African-American, art, Black Culture, Performing Arts, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, Black Liberation, black poets, Darryl Burnside, Donald "C-Note" Hooker, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Inspirational, jail poetry, Mprisond Poetz, neo Jim Crow art poems, neo Jim Crow poetry, new Jim Crow art, poetry, Prison, prison poetry, Prisonsdarealprisonart

Unique and unexpected this black rose.
Its Essence is of a rock, the strength is within…
With the stiff fluffy it does not wither.
My black is beautiful, my black is tough.
Imagine it rising from the concrete?
Think of its scent?
Here, take a whiff,
the eloquent fragrance, it’s Heaven Sent!!!!
The possibilities are endless,
just visualize its song?
The month of February Marks Its Beginning.
You see, in the mind’s eye its resilience is encouraged by the spirit of Mother Nature…
Envision this complicated living, Thug the label I was giving but I didn’t want this.
Runaway slave because I refuse to be crammed in on a slave ship.
Abandoned and rejected like Jesus Christ,
not protected as an adolescent,
not loved by Society, but Still the Lord bless me,
because every time folks strut pass me:
they gawk in amazement because I’m #Mixedish…
Hope you realize you blessed?
The trials and tribulations of a ghetto kid.,
who once didn’t love his Black skin.
Still standing strong through many storms, fingerprint of God.
Nurtured by those with loving hands facilitating its growth–
re storing Justice and healing it’s wounded pedals.
Gorgeous black rose with the life blood of a million Souls Rising through its roots straight from the concrete.

By Darryl Burnside

A Healing Place

March 10, 2019African American poetry, African-American, art, Black Culture, neo Jim Crow art, poetry, UncategorizedAfrican American poetry, American poets, black art, black art poem, Black Culture, Black Lives Matter, black poets, Darryl Burnside, imprisoned African American poetry, imprisoned African American poets, Incarcerated Writers, Inspirational, jail poetry, Mprisond Poetz, new Jim Crow art, New Jim Crow art poetry, poetry, Prison, prison art, prison poems, Restorative Justice, street poetrydarealprisonart

A single Hawk Glides across the sky, a sign of Hope. Alone, i stand marveling at this beautiful place. A place of healing wounds that cannot be seen. War a distant memory. The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. Here he provides me all that I need. A quiet place. He allows me to lie down in Green Pastures, a water bearer to lead me to rest beside These Quiet Waters. A pleasant place to restore my soul. Yes, I’m considered blessed no longer stressed, even though I didn’t travel through muddy waters a search of a mother’s love. Condemned, because of my father’s past transgression. Through it all I fear no evil; for you are with me. When I bowed down on one knee, trembling in defeat, it was you who Lifted me and led me to this Pleasant place of grace and mercy. Surely healing and loving kindness shall follow me all the days of my life.

Inspired by Psalms 23

By Darryl Tyrone Burnside.

Institutional Diaspora of Black Americans will be Represented at 29th Celebration of African American Poets and Their Poetry.

On Saturday, February 2nd, 2019, in Oakland, California, at the Oakland Public Library, West Oakland Branch, Multi-Purpose Room, from 1 p.m. through 4 p.m., will be the 29th Celebration of African American Poets and Their Poetry. This year’s theme is aligned with the 2019 theme of Dr. Carter G. Woodson’s Association for the Study of African American Life and History (EST 1915). ASALH’s 2019 theme of Black Migration emphasizes the movement of people of African descent to new destinations and subsequently to new social realities. While inclusive of earlier centuries. This theme focuses especially on the twentieth century through today. “When speaking of the Black experience, I’ve coined the phrase ‘Institutional Diaspora’ as the mass migration of Blacks from their American homes to America’s prisons,” says Donald “C-Note” Hooker. Inspired by the theme of the event, C-Note created an original work for the event entitled, American Negro: A Migrant’s Story. It poetically chronos the mass migration of American Blacks from their West African homelands to America’s prisons.

Catch the recital of American Negro: A Migrant’s Story at the 29th Celebration of African American Poets and Their Poetry or read it online at Mprisond Poetz.

Event: 29th Celebration of African American Poets and Their Poetry
Date: Saturday, February 2, 2019
Time: 1 p.m. – 4 p.m.
Location: Oakland Public Library, West Oakland Branch, Multi-Purpose Room
1801 Adeline Street, Oakland, CA 94607 (510) 238-7352
Contact: Oakland Public Library, West Oakland Branch, (510) 238-7352 or event organizer, Ms.Wanda Sabir (510) 255-5579 or info@wandaspicks.com

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American Negro: A Migrant’s Story
https://mprisondpoetz.wordpress.com/2019/01/13/american-negro-a-migrants-story/

American Negro: A Migrant’s Story

Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
From my West African Motherland
to an island in the Caribbeanne
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
To a plantation in a Southern State
to Emancipation from which I could not escape
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
Back to enslavement
because the 13th Amendment says they can
because of convict leasing
just ask any historianne
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
Went home to the Maker
from being hung from a tree
cause the Ku Klux Klan
thought that’s how it ought to be
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
Jim Crow
a great friend of the Klan
so I left the South
to become a Chicagoanne
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
Congress cut off funding
for Wars in foreign lands
created a drug called Crack
from the Columbian Hinterlands
Started a Drug War
aimed at the Black community
and locked us all up
with impunity
Listen to the drum beat
drum beat
Listen to my heart weep
heart weep
Now I’m a part of this new diaspora
from Miami, L.A., Brooklyn to Peoria
21st Century Jim Crow.
Now a penitentiary cell is my new home
Back to bread and water being a full-course meal
just like an 1841 so what’s the big deal
THIS IS THE AMERICAN NEGROS’ MIGRANT STORY
went from a plantation Hell
to a Warden’s prison cell
Now we’re just lonely and alone
and the songs we once heard
we don’t hear no moe
“Brotha over there
in the next cell,
‘Are you still listening for the drum beat
the drum beat?’
I don’t”
Oh Lord, just put my heart to sleep
heart to sleep
American Negro: A Migrant’s Story

by Donald “C-Note” Hooker

Artwork by C-Note

120-Secondz (Recorded and Produced in Prison).

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