Leave Me Alone With My Blues


As published and seen in Mignolo Arts Center Literary publication for Black History Month their current issue. I'm so excited my first published submission. Bittersweet accomplishment. This is in memory to great music and the man named Sylvester I called Dad.

          “Leave Me Alone with My Blues”

Some days, all a person has is
     their blues.
I'm talking the
     Albert King
          I've-Been-Down-Since-I-Began-
               to-Crawl
blues.
     The down home,
          Play-the-Other-Record or Two-
               collard-greens-with-cornbread-
                    on-the-side
blues.
     The kind where you just want
          to be left alone with your
melancholy. 
     Let me feel
          what I'm feeling.
The pain of living Black
     struggle, plantation
blues.
     I've-been-up-all-night, -ain't-nothin'-
          going-right, BB-King-and-Lucille-
               I-Think-You-Made-Your-Move-
                    Too-Soon
blues.
     I'm in a Z.Z. Hill
          frame of mind.
              Just leave me alone with my
                  down home
blues.
     Let-the-somber-and-
pensive-gloom-of-my-
     soul-loop-on-constant-
          repeat-
until-its-familiar-cadence-
     becomes- “Stormy-Monday”
blues.

Remembering Sylvester while
listening to T-Bone Walker.

                                cjj ©
          Poem Written By: Chyrel J. Jackson

We's A Bad People!!!


We’s a bad people!

We take it on the chin,
we get back up, and we try it again.
Ain’t nobody else got our flavor,
though we’re imitated by all our neighbors.
We move and we live with a steady flow,
and most of ya’ll don’t understand,
no, ya’ll just don’t know.
How we rise, and how we shine
as we step and glide,
we blow your mind.
We are determined and we are strong.
We ain’t always right,
but we ain’t always wrong.
You tried to break us down
and count us out.
But in every generation, we stand up
and tell you what we’re about.
You preach your racism,
invoke your terrorism.
Say it’s not real
what we see on television.
Your fake news
has us singing the blues
Your false recollections
helped you lose the election.
Your objections
were distractions
to cover up your illegal transactions.
Your futile negotiations
will ultimately lead to your incarceration.
But I digress.
Yes, we’s a bad people!
No matter how many times you knock us down,
we never stay on the ground.
We be’s so bad,
your ancestors stole us,
then they enslaved us;
your grandfathers freed us;
your grandmothers lied on us;
your daddies oppressed us, and now
your children want to be us.
OH yes, we’s a bad people!
But once we find out who we really be,
read the Book and really see,
what it is, to be truly free,
take our place so the whole world can
see,
Then we WILL,
accept your
APOLOGY.
                                   ldw ©
            Poem Written By: Lyris D. Wallace
    https://www.amazon.com/dp/1737046601

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