Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Is Burn, Baby, Burn, Marvin X's Greatest poem, written shortly after the Watts Rebellion, 1965?


1965 Watts riots photo gallery

Burn, Baby, Burn

Tired.
Sick an' tired
Tired of being
sick an' tired.

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Lost.
Lost in the wilderness
of white america
are the masses asses?
cool.

Watts Riots, 1965

said the master to the slave,
"No problem, don't rob an' steal,
I'll be your drivin wheel."

Watts riot, 1965
Cool.
And he wheeled us into 350 years
of black madness

1965 Watts riots photo gallery

to hog guts, conked hair, covadis
bleaching cream and uncle thomas
to Watts.
To the streets.
To the kill.
Boommm...2 honkeys gone.

 Watts- 1965
Motherfuck the police
Parker's sista too.
Black people.
Tired.
sick an' tired.
tired of being
sick an' tired.
Burn, baby burn...
Don't leave dem boss rags
C'mon, child, don't mind da tags.
Git all dat motherfuckin pluck,
Git dem guns too, we 'on't give a fuck!
Burn baby burn
Cook outta sight

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Fineburgs
whitefront
wineburgs
blackfront
burn, baby, burn
in time
he
will learn.
... saw in televised images and printed photos of the 1965 watts riots
--Marvin X (Jackmon)
1965
from Soulbook Magazine, Fall, 1965

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