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Memoirs of a Revolution Experience Through Poetry and Poems
Memoirs of a Revolution Experience Through Poetry and Poems
Memoirs of a Revolution Experience Through Poetry and Poems
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Memoirs containing poems/poetry of a revolution experience in the lives of many colored people living in this southwestern town of Georgia during the 1950s and 1960s were dominated by the Jim Crow laws.

This were a form of segregation and separatism—mildly racism! Many young students and other coloreds/Negroes/blacks took a stand against hatred, blatant persecution perpetrated by militants, Southern whites, supremacists groups, and racists. This book is written in hopes of sharing the true history of a thirteen-year-old in the articulation of a firsthand experience during the 1960s Civil Rights movement in which the atrocities, the jails, the beatings, and suffering of many children, students, families, and others that lived during this time there grew up out of an innocent experience—a changing of laws and voting rights came out of this revolution.

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Release dateOct 15, 2021
ISBN9781662403521
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    Memoirs of a Revolution Experience Through Poetry and Poems - Lulu Westbrook Griffin

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    Memoirs of a Revolution Experience Through Poetry and Poems

    Lulu Westbrook Griffin

    Copyright © 2020 Lulu Westbrook Griffin

    All rights reserved

    First Edition

    PAGE PUBLISHING, INC.

    Conneaut Lake, PA

    First originally published by Page Publishing 2020

    ISBN 978-1-6624-0351-4 (pbk)

    ISBN 978-1-6624-0353-8 (hc)

    ISBN 978-1-6624-0352-1 (digital)

    Printed in the United States of America

    Table of Contents

    Be

    Father, Dedicated to You

    Mama Dearest

    Memory of a Loved One

    Sister, Sister

    Thoughts

    Birthday Wish

    Black Men: Make the Difference

    Days of the Week

    Breathless

    The Earth

    Free Spirit

    If I Had My Way

    I

    Imagine

    Shadow

    Shakespeare

    Smile

    Springtime

    Words

    Angels

    Easter

    Faith

    Hope

    I’m Free

    My Plea

    Poem for a Small Child

    Success

    The Bible

    My Soul

    Down in My Soul

    The Word

    Forever

    Friend

    Love Is

    My Valentine

    Struttin’ Right Up

    Africa

    Discrimination Among Coloreds/Blacks (The Shade of Skin Tone)

    Justice Let It Stand

    Martin L. King and Elvis, the King of Rock

    Once Upon a Time

    Stand For What You Believe

    Move On

    Po’ Man

    Barefoot

    Children

    My Town

    Summertime

    Leesburg Memories

    Americus, Georgia in ’63

    Thirteen Is Ten plus Three

    Misery

    Memories of the Stockade

    Traumatized

    Black Night

    After My Release from the Stockade

    Reminiscence (Incarceration: 1965 Civil Rights)

    Transition

    Introduction

    The early years of my life was racially divided because of the Jim Crow laws in my hometown of Americus, Georgia. During the fifties and sixties, tired colored people (at that era), the Southern terminology for black people / African American, were struggling to live in a dominated white society. The inferiority and subordination, one would say.

    My reminiscence of my people’s daily life was a very passive one. Economically, educationally (if there be a word), and socially speaking, or lack of these things, render them useless.

    I was born pre-Civil Rights days into my psyche of blatant, obvious signs of segregation and words of segregation posted over public restrooms, water fountains, entrances at back doors of buildings with a white hand pointing that showed us where we were to enter.

    The vestiges of colonial laws had all spurned from a slave mentality. I lived on a red dirt road in

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