BALLGAME!
By
Kemet Mawakana, a.k.a. The Seven Foot Poet
click
the flash player below to hear this original work performed by its
author
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“Excuse
me! Excuse me!
Mr.
Mandigo . . . Mr. Mandigo!
Can I have your
autograph?
I
think you’re the greatest
And my Dad does
too!
We
bought front row tickets
To
watch you run around in the zoo.”
By
Kemit Mawakana (aka The Seven-Foot Poet)
Peace
(when appropriate) War (when necessary)
Copyright
1996.
Kemit
Mawakana (aka “The Seven-Foot Poet”) is a highly acclaimed
spoken-word artist, and has published two books A
. . . Z . . . Infinity
and Crucifixion
of My Soul.
The collective body of his works presented weekly in BAR are in
tribute to Listervelt Middleton, Dr. John Henrik Clarke, and “For
The People”. Currently, he is a facilitator at AYA Educational
Institute (www.ayaed.com)
and can be reached at sevenfootpoet@gmail.com.
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