PRISON BLOCKADE
‘there is a time when silence becomes betrayal”
Martin Luther King Jr
deathbyincarcerationistorture.com
For Mumia Abu-Jamal
hoaxers
spinners
corporate narrative controllers
thin blue veilers
hired magicians of the verb
and their crooked cohorts
tell lies
in two ways –
by commission
or by omission
either
they get publicly tangled
in their own published myths
or
they are truth retentive
and prefer
the darkness
of silence
to perpetrate their hidden deeds
behind the walls of our prisons
Mumia
and
our incarcerated elders
are being lethally poisoned
not directly
by commission
not by the too incriminating
arsenic
or cyanide
but by the silent deliberate denial
of adequate food
water,
medicine
and air
as a human right
that omission
just as cruel and inhumane
as the Gaza blockade
is slow agonizing torture
and a war crime
just as Palestine is a laboratory
to battle-test new weapons
made in USA,
our prisons
are in vivo test tubes
to experiment
the genocidal methods
of
a slow death row
already spreading to
our Black Brown and Indigenous peoples
Gaza
and
Mumia
rhyme.
(c) Julia Wright. February 10 2024. All Rights Reserved to Mumia Abu-Jamal – Legal & Medical Defense Fund, Official 2024. Go to the Prison Radio website to donate.
WHITE SUPREMACIST SISYPHUS
you
white supremacist Sisyphus
and your Blackface narcissist lackeys
you have tried
to break
my heart many times
but after each swing of the axe
i picked up the pieces
and glued them back
you have tried
to assault my hope
leaving scratches
and bruises
but
never
never
did my dreams bleed out
you have attempted
time and time again
to chip away
at my compassion
but you never had a clue
because that feeling
was unknown to you
you tried all the tricks
you could find
to make me forget
my ancestors
but they only became
a legion of ghosts
pursuing you
you tried to block
the light
at the end of my dark tunnel
but
like your partner in hubris,
Icarus,
you only
lost the competition
to monopolize a sun
that shines for everyone
you tried to steal
the land
that birthed my people
but you could not fathom
that
we are the land
and like sand
we will forever
run
between
the fingers
of your grasping hand
(c) Julia Wright. February 10, 2024. All Rights.
OUR UNITY, A LOVE SUPREME
For Janine Africa : ” The five fingers of a hand can be spread but when they are drawn together they become a fist. Unity is all.”
unity –
the unity of a Love Supreme
is easier said
than done
unity
has never been a given
since
decimation
our forefathers
were torn from our foremothers
right in front
of the auction block
marital unity
Hoover thought
could be sneakily destroyed
if he wrote a blackmail letter
to the One
he so needed to destroy
Cabral’s
diagnosis
of the cancer of betrayal
is the destruction
of our united cells
from within
cointelpro
imagined it could
divide the Black people
from their leaders and teachers
by all methods of assassination
and extra judicial frame-ups
mass incarceration
is
balkanisation
updated
from the plantation
if a liberation movement is winning
the CIA creates
a shadow one
to steal its limelight
all sorts of tricks are invented
to create cracks,
crevices,
gossip
and oh so innocuous stabs in the back
so we will keep looking
in the shadows
for a brother or sister coming
namelessly after us
our political immune system
is deliberately confused
by the invisible virus of division
unity-breakers
the scabs of Revolutionary Love
have long been hired
and they are still thriving
in our midst
our revolutionary unity is
a work-in-progress
as vital to victory
as Janine Africa’s closing fist
(c) Julia Wright. February 13 2024. All Rights.
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