Ode to America: 2nd, #2
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Ode to America is a song both difficult and sweet. It touches upon America's bittersweet soul as it struggles to impress itself upon a girl so unfamiliar with its cold and aloof persona. It is written in poetic form, daring its readers to catch up as it takes flight into issues both far and near to every person's aching heart, in a country so treasured and bold. It covers topics such as racism, prejudice, capitalism, relationships and more, as it traverses the steep landscape of America's need for a cultural revolution.
Odetta A. Fraser
Writer, artist, student, teacher, friend, lover of that which is good...the beginning of something much sweeter is today's mood. I write, I design, I talk to people to find common ground in the mind.
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Ode to America - Odetta A. Fraser
Chapter I
Dear White America ,
I am ANGRY with you! Not you,
precious ones, borne from the
heart, wounded at every touch of
unrighteousness and selfish darts;
Not you, tender ones, hard at work,
earning and churning, hands to the dark
dirt; bright beacons of light, you work!
Hands to the axe, you wax stronger and
stronger, as you fight the good fight,
morning—noon—night...
Nor even you, sweet hearts—
Plunged from the top, angels of love,
peace and light, you DROPPED—
Ready to keep the peace of the top,
atop of the night; you face the fight
with your lamps trimmed and ready,
burning, pure and bright...
It is because of you, I shine
precious lights, beaming at
mine own, daring me to
break the trend of night and
don mine own perfect,
pleasant, uniform of peace
in perfect form...
You lift me up into daylight!
No, you do your thing
beauty lights, stars of the dark
days and long, long nights;
Please.
Do continue the fight for peace and
right!
Do set the world aright with
your bright emblems of kings and
knights, and generals with primed
pikes...
You fly your kites of colors so
bright—a flavorful sight for me,
guiding me into symmetry...
We shan’t do it without your fight;
Together, we must set the world aright,
We can do it right;
Oh, but it is to you jolly ones,
I with this message fight;
we despise your blight,
selfish, paragons of white,
supreme beings, willing to
sneer at my sight with
easy disdain oozing from
your eyes, noses, stiff chin
bones and arched poses.
Beacons of dislike!
Calling to the children
from the midst of the
night, far, far away, yet
still keeping them at bay,
deep in the fight, with your
distaste for truth and light,
peace and right;
Your rules!
Oh how they trouble me sore!
You twist them, tweak them,
and fancy yourselves doers of more!
We make them better!
you say,
as you nudge the door
a little further...
and even more...
Elaborate words you cling to, and oh
how they have such an intellectual ring to them!
Clink! Clink!
Cages they become as you hustle
me in, another thing for me to do or
undo, depending on whom I talk to...
Sinkholes they become
and you my friend
have earned yourself another
batch of ready, trembling selves
from which to draw from:
With caution, you siphon
their souls into your food bowls,
urns, vats and drums...a
mélange that make you fat cats,
but bums dwelling atop in
misery,
your stomachs full,
but your minds, queasy;
You grin and flap like penguins.
shuffling to and fro,
your cities are bustling—
Your appetite growing more and more
and more...
You keep the masses hustling!
You’ve got them doing one step, and two—
They’ve created forceps and new steps—
They do flips, backflips and divorces,
all to get through to you!
REWARD THEM!!!
But you just smile and keep forcing us,
Remarking on how easy it is
to make us wild—all the while
still avoiding us...
You know you destroy us!
Men, women and children alike—
Ka-ching!
Again you’re cashing in, cash
Kings, you drink—
No longer buoyant, the bodies
are afloat,
carried in the current,
bogged together in
bunches—a new supply—
You’re on your haunches and
out come your hoses as you
pinch your noses, insert...ah!
Sigh!
They now become your goodwill
stories and a guide to your
swollen paunches—
And again,
you switch corners...again and
again...
Is ANYBODY onto this?
"This is the chorus of the enemies of the uterus—
it plays nonstop—"
Are you listening?
you white cocks,
and condoners of
fake democracy: white man knows best
and such slop?
It is for you, I flung the warm confines
of a celestial cell to come down
and personally deliver this knell:
YOU ARE UNDONE!!!
You will rot in hell, should you not stop,
so STOP these lies
that posit that you are sole guardians
of the skies,
Of knowledge, understanding and
what belies the understanding
when it is carried under browned
skin!
Putting up your barriers steadily to
flee the inevitable—
You belong to me;
I belong to you;
We are one,
yes, brothers,
you see!
We have
the same mother,
you and me!
Yes, you have offended me and
we still continue in conflict—
though we pretend to be much
more cordial—(and it surely is time that we
come off of it)—
Follow me!
Come, let’s pretend to be...
me? Esau. And Jacob?
You are he!
My story I will tell, I am not perfect,
I’ll be the first to tell in any
circuit—
(And Oh! How I wish you
too would follow, It would surely
quell a whole heap of sorrow)—
I HAVE OFFENDED THE LAW AND YOU ARE THE BENEFICIARY.
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