By Shellie Moore Guy
This is a poem I wrote in 1990-1991 when my sons and daughters were faced with harassment and stereotypical behaviors from the white community -- police, teachers, etc. I considered this issue in the historical context and understood my sons would need to maneuver and live in this world, where they are considered a threat and "less than". And because of that, their lives would be threatened. But they come from a rich tradition of strength, courage and intelligence.
Your commitment makes them
Serious Black Business causes them
They've called the law and started rumors
designed to divide. Don't forget
their fathers planned to conquer this way
Black Sons signify hope and promise,
unity and clenched fists when necessary
they gather strength through love
and carry weights only heroes are required
delicious righteous anger should make them sweat.
They understand the audaciousness of their crimes.
When they distort history
they inadvertently help to create
Commuted Black Sons
Martin. Murdered mentors
who left legacies for the Sons