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P^e 6 POET’S CORNER. KKNNKTT BANNER Saturda.v, October 17. 1970 ^\..Oppression...Nothing...Behind... You...Same... Whitey... ON BEIX; BLACK Open rage ajid unsmiling hostility, Personal frustration and split personaltiy, Pressure exerted upon us to be culturally assimilated, Resistance to be systematically annihilated. Economic deprivation and miserable poverty, Social injustice and prominent inequality. Sick of our own people and by other people despised. Introverts we became but so well disguised. Open up to love we will but in our own way, Nothing but oppression stands in our way. Discriminated against because we’re black. Exasperated with us because we fight back. Pride in the culture that we’re reshaping. Resistance by whites as evident in their gaping. Educated to adhere to the dominance of white. Segregated because we aren’t quite right. “Soul power” is what we advocate. Instead “blue power” is all that we rate. Only we knew what it means to be black. Nothing but oppressin emphasizes the negative fact. Regret that we must constantly live in hate, Expressions of violence sayS that changes come too late. Reservations about those who claim to be so liberal. Pity for those who never know us as a loving people. Ever seeking to establish our own national identity, Society says we must live as their colony. Seeking to become all that we can be, Instead we are controlled by white society, Outraged by all the things we feel. Nothing but oppression, dq)ression, and repression seem Amrvi real. THE POLITICS OF AMERICA America will not sign the treaty banning genocide Because from its own murders it can no longer hid. The murder of millions of non-whites in this country Their dirty ass scandals locked in the mind won’t see. Annihilation of all colored peoples in body and soul In this country ig a thing for all to behold. The ghettos and slums built to oppress Blacks The reservations created to give the Reds no slack. Then whitey created the glorious word patriotism To keep all those under his damn feet in colonialism. Slavery is not gone, freedom has never existed for people with the wrong color skin or mind twisted. So when the natives and black “immigrants” got restless Whitey said weHl emancipate them but keep them manless. Freedom was shouted to the high heaven but tripping to hell Was the only way that this freedom would sell. So whitey is still sitting in his White House office Dealing a death hand to all those under his thumb Until the Ace of spade comes up amiss And is followed by guns and violence til the revolution comes. BACK’’ On a hard bed I lay that night,.., In a room similar to many others—- Yet, different, in so many ways. On a campus I had known three years,,,, I had returned..... to attempt the last and it was all, , , , , all the same. The same gloom, the same people (a few new faces) more classes,« Yet AU As if I had never gone.,,,,,, Patricia Dickens Amrvi UNTITLED I stand, detached from the world detached, indeed, from myself Peering in throu^ the windows of the world, of my life, and I see-- so much, yet nothing, really, nothing real... Life is a hoUow vessel of clay Filled with water, whose vapor seeps slowly out the breaks in the mold. The water freezes, bubbles, sparkles, hisses, boils, trickles, and incessantly, imperceptibly (exc^t in teardrops) escapes, leaving at last the emptied vessel, whose substance of earth and mud go back to the dust, from whence they came... Hilda L. Freeman TOI’CHINC ., .And how would I know you are near. Were I suddenly struck blind? I would touch your eyes, your cheeks, and your lips And in the depths of my heart I could sense it. All my senses are attuned to you, I know the taste of you, the smell of you. And I hear each murmur of your heart. I am you and everything you feel, I need no eyes to see you; Across thousands of miles, I can reach you. Among countless souls I have searched to find you And my soul touched yours and fused into one. We are one in the other; Our very souls have entwined into a union. Our bodies are the receptors of all we fe^ for each other. We have melted into a r£^)tumous passion vrtiich began,,, when our hands first touched. Edwina Langaster HERE I AM Here I am with my Fro and my identity Whose Identity? My Identity . Black Identity! You can’t deny my years of education, but you did deny many of my brothers and sisters. Get Back? Baby, that’s not where it’s at! Too long the Black Folk have been behind. Behind in education. Behind in racial relations. Behind in identity, Behind in everything, just in so many injustices. We’re here and we’re not going to stay. We’re going to move on up and we’re going to leave you.. .leave you behind and strive to get up., .up,, .up, Lau^ now.t Ha! But we’ll laugh last. Sharon J. Allen Free Gift Pax Fall is here again - and so are our free gift -Pax Kits. Teeth and hair will be brighter this semester ■ and it’s free as always. Our campus will again be distributing the free student gift . Pax Kits of toilet articles as over 2,000 other colleges and universities througt- out the United States have done for the past fifteen years. A good will promotion of leading U,S. manufacturers - packaged by Gift-Fax, Inc., West Hempstead, N, Y. who makes them available to us each semester. Free student Gift-Pax will be available to the student body in Your Residence HalL There are coed assortments and male orien. ted product assortments as well. Posters located at various focal points on campus indicate time and place of distribution. The various clients represented in each student Gift. Pax Kit are Bristol-Myers, Colgate-Palmolive, Proctor & Gamble Etc. . with appropriate assortments going to male and female students Vii colorful zodiac designed re-usable plastic toilet article kits. COLLEGE STUDENT'S POETRY ANTHOLOGY The NATIONAL POETRY PRESS announces The closing date for the submission of manmcriptt by Gollege Students is Novembers ANY STUDENT attending either junior or semw college is eligible to submit his verse. There is no limitation as to form or theme. Shorter works are pre ferred by the Board of Judges, because of space limitations. Each poem must be TYPED or PRINTED on a separate sheet, and must bear the NAME and HOME ADDRESS of the student, and the COLLEGE ADDRESS as well. MANUSCRIPTS should be sent to the OFFICE OF THE PRESS NATIONAL POETRY PRESS 3210 Selby Avenue Los Angeles, Calif. 90034
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