The former Philly mayor says he refuses to allow a single day to define him....
“You lit the fuse, I stand accused
You were the first for me
But you turned me out baby
(you dropped a bomb on me)
Baby, you dropped a bomb on me…”
Him Goode nigga, him
‘bout brotherly love
as Goode nigga mayor
‘round Reagan years—
ketchup was Vegetable,
contras Freedom Fighters…
Him Goode nigga, him
have Hanoi on mind
when him hire helicopter
drop
bomb
on
MOVE
Him Goode nigga, him
say
Satchel
Bomb
named
for great black ball player—
Negroz must see silver lining
if him help take 11 Black Lives
that matter(ed)…and over 60
Homes…
Him Goode nigga, him
practice scorched earth on Osage
Now city fathers name street for
Him
Him Goode nigga, him
symbol how far we
come from Unca Tom
Cabin to Wilson Goode Way…
© 2018. Raymond Nat Turner, The Town Crier. All Rights Reserved. Our poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner is an acclained poet and performing artist. You can find much more of his work at http://upsurgejazz.com.
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