by Raymond Nat Turner
On the “road to slavery, for the third time,” straw-bossed by “a Quisling Black bourgeoisie.”
Tri-tanic
by Raymond Nat Turner
Veering, weaving wildly, running over
Glaring white and amber kadrunkas—
Thunk-thunk-thunk— skidding off the
Bone-paved, blood-slcik, winding road
Slavery to freedom, for the third time:
Reaganomics Gulch; Crack Cocaine Cul-de-sac;
The Titanic this time, slamming into Iceberg
Slim, sprawled on stoops, porches, bar stools, high
Beams on crack pipe politics…nodding out 8 years
On Gitmo, droning, wars, spying, bankster bailouts,
8 years of *NAS Fathers Day, commencement speeches,
8 years of water-boarding with Cristal,
Judas Black bourgeoisie debriefing
Democratic Party patrons, backseat of a Bentley…
* N $#@%% Ain’t S*%^
Raymond Nat Turner © 2014 all Rights Reserved
The idea of a world war should not be relegated to science fiction. Western escalations in Ukraine could lead to conflict with a nuclear power.
Read against the terrible incineration of Rafah today, this poem of resistance and refusal, by Palestinian poet Samih al-Qasim, is as powerful now as it was fifty years ago.
I spoke to William Sakawa, a producer and reporter with the Nairobi-based media outlet African Stream, about Kenyan President William Ruto’s agreement to invade Haiti for the US.
"Hearing! Hearing! Hearing!" is the latest from BAR's Poet-in-Residence.
This week’s featured authors are Jeanelle K. Hope and Bill V. Mullen. Their book is The Black Antifascist Tradition: Fighting Back From Anti-Lynching to Abolition.
