Seven Years of Oppression-- And Counting!

Yup, she's been oppressed by The White Devil for all seven of her years. The White Devil is the number one oppressor in the world.

The number two oppressor? Brussel sprouts. Yuccchh!

Anyway, this miniature Maya Angelou, this pipsqueak Paul Robeson, has a bright Black Power future ahead of her.

A 7-year-old New York poet has fired up adults following a racially charged performance at a middle school.

Autum Ashante, who is home-schooled and lives with her father in Mount Vernon, was invited by a music teacher to present her poetry during a Black History Month program at Peekskill Middle School on Feb. 28. She has written her own poetry and performed in front of audiences since she was 4.

Before reciting a poem, Ashante asked only the black students in the audience to stand and recite with her the "Black Child's Pledge" by the Black Panther Party's Shirley Williams. It begins, "I pledge allegiance to my black people. I pledge to develop my mind and body to the greatest extent possible. I will learn all that I can in order to give my best to my people in their struggle for liberation."

Ashante then presented her poem "White Nationalism Put U In Bondage," which rails against Christopher Columbus, J.P. Morgan and Charles Darwin: "White nationalism is what put you in bondage. Pirate and vampires like Columbus, Morgan and Darwin."

"Black lands taken from your hands, by vampires with no remorse," the poem states. "They took the gold, the wisdom and all of the storytellers. They took the black women, with the black man weak."

On one hand, she's writing about J.P. Morgan.

On the other hand, she's writing about vampires.

Sean M. sorta thinks the J.P. Morgan stuff is coming from her dad and the "pirate and vampire" crap is coming from her.

I agree. Because it reminds me of a poem I wrote when I was seven:

Black Kids Keep Stealing My Trapper Keeper

By [name deleted]
2nd Grade English class
Poetry
Mrs. Guissendurg

Black kids keep stealing my trapper keeper
How can I organize my important papers
and of course my Trappers, with their diagonal pockets
keeping everything in
if I don't have my Trapper Keeper to hold my Trappers?

Black kids keep on oppressing me.
Taking my Trapper Keeper
My Coleco Electronic Football
My Zany Zappers flashing LED sunglasses
My Mister Microphone
My Soul

They are like pirates and Tyranasaurus Rexes
and other evil monsters
like ghosts and wolves with bat-wings
and other cool-ass shit
that I've seen in Boris Vallejo paintings
but stealing all my best stuff.

Black kids keep stealing my Trapper Keeper.
Black kids keep stealing my birthright.

Did I get national recognition as a poetic prodigy? No, I did not. I got eight weeks of counselling, basically consisting of, "Look, people have lived happy lives without Trapper Keepers, haven't they?"

I'm sure some have. But I haven't. I'm sitting here alone and miserable at 11:30 typing on a fucking blog.

posted by Ace at 11:24 PM

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