I Am Clothed By Melanin!

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You tell me to strip and to hide my shame,
I try not to notice that you are standing there.
You point out my distinguishing marks.
I cannot look at you and so at the wall, I stare.

You make a note of the tattoo on my right shoulder.
And now, I am to squat, spread my cheeks and cough.
Stripped bare of my clothing and of my dignity.
the last vestiges of my humanity has been castoff.

I stand naked and bewildered in the new slave market,
and I wait for the punishment that I know is in store.
For Massa is an evil and twisted bastard without a heart.
To him, I have always been an animal and I can’t even the score.

Herded to the showers, how can I ever become clean again?
No hope of a reprieve for I am handed over to my enemy.
Where is my salvation and where is the white man’s god?
But I am no longer a man, a number is now my identity.

When will the laws of the white man be applied to him?
I look out and see a sea of faces with complexions like mine.
How is it that all of us are bad and hid away from society?
Why hate me because I am not like you, pink like swine?

Stare at my nakedness and still I am clothed by melanin.
Try and shame me if you will but your nakedness is a blight
Your paleness defies the same sun that blessed me with beauty.
I stand before you in all my naked glory even in the harshest light.

You cannot destroy me though you try and whip me into subjugation.
I am a trial to you because I will not bend and break from torture.
As cruel as you are, I am the one who must pay in isolation.
But you will not strip my people of our true and beautiful culture.

Live my people and flourish though I remain behind these bars.
Do not mingle with that which must destroy your freedom.
For only by destroying you will Massa feel he has power.
Never give in for one day, you shall rule your kingdom.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

We Set The Bar!

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Black men, your women have to be strong
for all that this world throws at us is wrong.

You say that we are too strong and angry.
We don’t have time to be weak and dainty.

When you of our bodies lie dead in the street
and on us, with our common enemy, you cheat.

You throw yourselves at the wolves that bite,
while we cry for you when you don’t come home at night.

We don’t ask that you praise us for standing by you
and forget what we taught you as though it isn’t true.

We know you inside and out, like no other.
We’re your sister, your aunt and we are your mother.

And we encourage you to spread your wings and fly.
Do you know what it does to us to watch you die?

It doesn’t matter how old you get or how tall you grow,
we will always have your back and this you know.

When you put us down, you diminish who you are
because you came from us and we set the bar.


Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

Black men, you make me sick when you throw away an African queen for a pasty faced bitch! Kobe Bryant, Tiger Woods, Michael Jordan, John Legend and the list goes on and on. You no-account bastards have taken up with some shit that, if you had no money, wouldn’t even spit on your Black ass to help put a fire out if you were burning to death right next to them. They would cross the street, clutching their purses upon seeing you. If I was mother to this shit, I would spit and turn my back. They’d never darken my doorstep again. When you lie down with dogs, there is no getting up!

Heads Up! I Am About To Go The Fuck Off! If You Have Delicate Sensibilities, Stop Reading!

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On my most recent post, I mentioned this topic, but I did not delve into it. But I read something that consumed me with hate and rage!!

“Welcome to Detroit’s water war – in which upward of 150,000 customers, late on bills that have increased 119 percent in the last decade, are now threatened with shut-offs. Local activists estimate this could impact nearly half of Detroit’s mostly poor and black population – between 200,000 and 300,000 people.’

The situation in Detroit has gotten so bad that the United Nations was called to step in. This is not just a human rights issue, this is about racism and crimes against humanity, crimes against a certain ethnic group and since that is the case, where is the goddamn Federal Government in all of this? Why hasn’t Obama stepped in and laid down the goddamn law? Why hasn’t something been done to nip this shit in the bud? Why is this being allowed to happen? Because the majority of Detroit’s citizens are Black and therefore are of no account. Can I get anymore blunt than that? Hell yeah! And I intend to. Now fucking read this shit!

“The official rationale for the water shut-downs – the Detroit Water Department’s need to recoup millions – collapses on inspection. Detroit’s high-end golf club, the Red Wing’s hockey arena, the Ford football stadium, and more than half of the city’s commercial and industrial users are also owing – a sum totalling $30 million. But no contractors have showed up on their doorstep.”

I fucking wonder why! Like hell I do, they’re not some poor Black person who has lost their job and therefore, their ability to pay their goddamn water bill. What poor Black person is a member of Detroit’s high-end golf club? And how in the world does a high-end golf club owe on a water bill in the first goddamn place? Oh, that’s right! Because it can, being high-end and all! And isn’t that just something? The hockey arena owes, the football stadium owes and more commercial and industrial water users owe and ain’t a goddamn city official standing in the doorway demanding immediate payment and if not receiving it, shutting the fucking water off. But if you’re Black, there are no exceptions, no delays, no consideration for your children, your fucking water’s getting shut off.

Water is a necessity of life. We ALL need water to survive. Black people survive off of the same things that white people do. We are not sub-human. We are not three-fifths of a person. We are 100% goddamn human and yet, we are treated like we are America’s mortal enemy. I am fucking sick and goddamn tired of it! I cannot imagine what it must be like to be a child in Detroit right now. I cannot imagine what a little Black child must feel after reading about the fact that Black people all across Detroit are getting their water shut-off and yet fancy, smancy clubs, arenas and stadiums that owe on water bills still have running water. What does that say to that poor child? It says to them that you are of not account. You are a thing. You’re of no consequence. It destroys their sense of self worth. It destroys their innocence. It takes something from them that they may never be able to get back; dignity, strength, resilience, hope. And as if this is not bad enough. Keep reading!

“There is one other way the situation in Detroit would never have come to pass: if this was a city predominantly of white people instead of black. Too much of America views Detroit like the policemen viewed Charity – as deviant, inferior and beyond repair. This racism has meant decades of block-busting, red-lining, police brutality and the legislative punishment of the city. And it has done something more insidious: it has written off the people of Detroit.”

“The attitude was expressed in a recent statement of L Brooks Patterson, the elected executive of the mostly white Detroit suburb of Oakland: “I made a prediction a long time ago, and it’s come to pass. I said, ‘What we’re going to do is turn Detroit into an Indian reservation, where we herd all the Indians into the city, build a fence around it, and then throw in the blankets and corn.'”

Of course the blankets would be infected with something much like the smallpox blankets and the corn would be poisonous and addictive like crack. No doubt about that shit! And then people have the nerve to wonder how hate is propagated. Just read the above two paragraphs and that about sums it up. What you see here is why what is happening in Detroit is going to spread. It will spread to your white bread world and I for one, cannot wait. I cannot wait for the shit to hit the fan in a suburb near you. In fact, I cannot wait until the shit storm that is due hits you. I hope that you will know worse than what those poor little Black children in Detroit know. I hope that when the shit hits you, it never lets up. I hope that for those of you who believe in god and if you call on him that he turns his back and spits. I hope that you only know trouble, strife, hunger, pain, heartache and that the evil that is what holds you together will soon collapse your ass and I mean every goddamn word that I have typed. No more Miss Fucking Nice! Every goddamn so-called Black city in America is being gutted, torn to pieces, pissed on, put on lockdown, gentrified, sold to the highest bidder. And the comments from the whites on social media about those cities are on par with what is being done to them. I fucking hope like hell that all you nasty ass white motherfuckers end up in some form of hell. It would still be too good for the likes of you! And don’t fucking ‘like’ this! This ain’t about getting ‘likes’. These are MY people who are getting shitted on, left and right. It ain’t about you, white motherfuckers! It’s about what you’re doing to MY people. And don’t come all up in here talking some shit about what you understand. You don’t understand a goddamn thing, white motherfuckers ’cause you ain’t Black! It is war! Ain’t no goddamn peace!!!!

http://www.theguardian.com/environment/true-north/2014/jun/25/detroits-water-war-a-tap-shut-off-that-could-impact-300000-people

Oh, you poor Black Child In Detroit!

Oh, you poor Black child in Detroit,
your mama must so be distraught.
The water that you need to survive
and to keep you hydrated and alive
in the sweltering heat of the day
was shut off because your mama couldn’t pay.

Oh, you poor Black child in Detroit,
your mama must be overwrought.
You can’t brush your teeth and take a bath
because you can’t escape the white man’s wrath.
They can never take enough from you.
And at you, so much hate they will spew.

Oh, you poor Black child in Detroit,
you don’t know the battles that were fought
by the leaders of the Civil Rights Movement
and when I look around, there is no improvement
when your cries still fall on deaf ears
and now to wash, you must use your own tears.

Oh, you poor Black child in Detroit,
those who came before you were bought.
Sweet child, you’re not the one to blame.
They were stolen by those who had no shame.
Your eyes have been awakened now to hate
and I wish that I could say, “I can’t relate!”


Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2014 Shelby I. Courtland

She’s A Nubian Queen!

Black is beautiful

Sun-kissed lady with the ebony skin,
so lovely on the outside as well as within.

She has high cheek bones in an oval face,
she walks with dignity and so much grace.

Perfectly beautiful just as she is,
loves her man and knows she’s his.

She’s a Nubian queen, an African bride,
and her smooth, Black skin; she will not hide.

She’s scorned the world over and she does not care.
She loves her Black skin and her curly Black hair.

She’s a model of beauty and a painter’s delight.
Her laughter is contagious, teeth gleaming so white.

She was centuries in the making and well worth the wait.
And she took her time to find the perfect mate.

He’ll treasure her love and her ebony skin,
and appreciate her beauty, both without and within.

Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
©2013 Shelby I. Courtland