mrs. and mr. robin and chris hall
marvin x and oakland mayor libby schaaf
photo jahahara alkebulan
left to rt: paul cobb, dr. leslie stratford, rt. col. conway jones, jr., marvin x,oakland mayor libby schaaf holding marvin's granddaughter naeema joy, below, grandson jahmeel; laney college president elnora t. webb, dr. nathan hare, lynette mcelhaney, president, oakland city council
photo ken johnson
I got Jackmon in my blood
Marvin X has four living children and one son who preceded him in death.
There are some things only family can know.
The great Marvin "X" Jackmon, one of the Leaders of the Negro,
live Strong ,recreate for black Fate.
live Strong ,recreate for black Fate.
Besides Trying to Understand a man against hate but will not WAIT to use it in a debate
a man that 8 plus 1 one is what he comes from
wasn't the oldest but defiantly the closest
Uncle ollie is whole notha story, He was Quite the OG
but back to the man with a plan .
but back to the man with a plan .
Peaceful Muslim at heart but still Christian in art
continues to write books that preach but tend to reach.
continues to write books that preach but tend to reach.
keep faith my brotha
denounce hate my brotha
you buried a brotha and sista in one year
someone I was taught to fear
but the reasons were unclear
the world should see how I would be
I wanna say thanks you see
if it wasn't for the x man
a father at heart
a father at heart
witty and sharp
holds composure
struggles with closure
struggles with closure
The war on segregation is over
I have known you my whole life
growing up thinking you didn't like nothin white
thought you hated my mother
thought one half or another
was never gonna be good or tough enough
it was never quite there
when push came to shove.
Speaking the word of love
but my skin makes me only half good enough.
House nigga that's what you call me But
yet you my blood n know nothin about me
I know how to stay woke
but sometimes it feels good to lay down without the fear of early stroke.
You know how it goes for black folk
turn on the blinders pretend
the shit I read aint the shit in real life
Worry bout my son gettin shot by police
In flat out malice
You probably think that's why I married a girl that could easily be named Alice
Life its hard to imagine
tunnel vision
quickly dismissing my right to be
livin
you got three daughters all of em queens
trust I've seen.
tho it may seem a half white half black shouldn't be able to dream
fearing the world may no longer divide
instead unite
have you heard your own words?
you preach the opposite of a white supremacist
but you will lead black men in herds to fight your battle
what makes you different than the honky moving cattle
what separates you from the man in the klan
how come their demise has to be part of the plan
battle against America so called land of the free
yet when set free we grow to hate.
ya I said it. it's true
hate to say it but think about ray curruth goggle him
baller Allstar killed his own kin because his ignorance made him believe that'd help him win
just like the negro used to live next door to me got caught up
the sight I saw as he begged and pleaded
covered in blood shot in front of my door
find him bleeding by another black man that keeps him from breeding
it's apparent to me
you and whitey or Abdullah Hussein
different parts of the world calls you terrorist
does that make them insane
does that make them insane
we live in a world each culture finds a reason
to be the definition of vain
to be the definition of vain
Looks and verbiage turbans and capes
Not heroes at all
now readers and viewers don't take this poem wrong
a letter no no it's a song
of love to my uncle Marv
of love to my uncle Marv
no one will understand being treated like I should play with the Otha white boys or kick back be black
and discover the lack of which I was man of color
took awhile but found out
so now I'm letting the sound out
So hear me shout
black haters trying to fuck the so called shit outta us niggers
as the African black man hates his own self so
much
all the punishment didn't deter him from raping a white lady who has his baby
then feels too much responsibility runs down hills and trees
Now that child faces hate from both sides
Poor ol half breed
Uncle Marv should I starve
cause I'm light or called a nigger when I'm out of sight
1 2 3 4 I could count some more
that's the number of fights over words
I'm whiteafrican
fuck the fact some times I get discriminated cuz someone thinks I'm actually Mexican
I'm part German
the part that thought gays jews and blacks were the closest thing to Vermin
it could be simple
you see why its important to allow me to have my rite of passage
my message
to you brotha father grandfather uncle
man black man who is kin
to me
Gotta love the nigger and nazi in me
heard your words that sparked thought
like what if we put our minds off culture and color
and blend one another
it's because you fear we are too weak
our minds don't show signs of elevating to the next level
tell us to stay woke
but shoot down any signs of peace and hope
it's all right tho
had a long night so
you showed me love in oak town
thought I could provide you with som black nazi poetry
whose really not either as he sees him self for himself
No I'm not oj or someone with that new playlist from jay z
I love you uncle seriously
your heart your spirit
feels reborn in me
But what if I preach unity
share my features with the evil white creature
you my anti hero hero I want you to win
because well you my kin...
you heard it a lot yes yes kin
but you'll probably not gonna relate to your nephew
cause of the different genetics that created white skin
you family by dna
never expected my offspring to become lighter then me
but his mom had great energy
it was meant to be
my god created me
Can't you respect me?
hope you get chance to converse with me
black love and god speed
black love and god speed
your nephew you know that house negro from Sac
I'm from the south to be exact (Georgia)
just hopes you will join me to bring end of hate and start spreading unity rather than call it diversity
a place to call home
and see no history
but aint afraid to speak or hear others' story
a grace land
in which color is celebrated for all man
in joy not separated with the intent of destroy destroy destroy
Tired of the whole
white versus black
black versus white
all hate the brown
and the yellow
So maybe you'll hear these words from this young fellow
--Your great nephew, Chris
--Your great nephew, Chris