Never Ignorant, Getting Goals Accomplished

Resisting Racial and Gender discrimination. All out for Equality: English 2367.02

[theoakwa]

Resisting the Government

Political cartoons like this criticize government officials. Why not pull the plug?

[syerington]

One man had a heart, a pill under his tongue- a pill, a dog a broomstick.

Nick Flynn, “seven testimonies (redacted)” (via syerington)

This quote makes you realize the confusion and torture of being a POW

(via aldengardiner)

[katiechillinsky]

'If your enemies are hungry, feed them.' But to be perfectly clear, my enemies are not hungry.

-“Arroz Poetica”, Aracelis Girmay

#privileged #notequal #war #enemies

(via katiechillinsky)

Loved this part

[jtsnow99]

"Your Du Bois (pronounced Du BWAH)?”

Gay, “Some Instructions on Black Masculinity Offered to my Black 

Friend by the White Woman He Briefly Dated, A Monologue”

(via jtsnow99)

[trevorhansen412]

"Most white American men are the same color they were then." #racism #hatred #discrimination

“Onlookers with the burning body of Jesse Washington” -Steve Scafidi  (via trevorhansen412)

This just hows how big of a problem racism and discrimination are and how it should be stopped.

(via brittanycastrataro)

I think that racism will never be stopped. There will always be some people who would think that minorities are inferior and don't deserve respect. Then they will pass on this training to their children, and the next, and the cycle will continue.

[kylegater]

America

"America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb"

-Allen Ginsberg

[theoakwa]

Nice for the project

[poetryofresistance]

"I think that only when a man is a concept he will tell you about the smell of smoke. He will tell you the distance between heartbreak and rage.”

Within Two Weeks the African American Poet Ross Gay is Mistaken for Both the African American Poet Terrance Hayes and the African American Poet Kyle Dargan, Not One of Whom Looks Anything Alike by Ross Gay (via poetryofresistance)

[theoakwa]

Creative Writing Poem

Conversations to Independence. 27 February 1948. Accra, Ghana -It's been three years since the war ended We fought for their freedom Now it's time to get ours Liberation will come tomorrow minutes will feel like hours But when it's all over, there will be no more sorrow -Indeed my brothers Life is short so we need to do with the little of it we have Our wives and children deserve to be fear-free Our history and culture deserve to be British-free Our land and seas deserve to be war-free No more bowing to the Queen -After all we are ourselves Kings our wives queens our young ones princes and princesses Yaa Asantewaa watches Tomorrow we have to fight -With all our might The same blood that flowed in her veins runs in ours We will storm the castle with our voices at battle with their metal -Our pride will be at stake tomorrow Our identity will be at stake tomorrow Our blood was spilled  to take their homes from the hands of the ravager tomorrow is the day we live free or die -Then it is agreed upon my brothers This is our home We will fight to put it in order We will no longer be servants We will no longer be onlookers Our spirit burns with rage Freedom or nothing will be the cry  than rings in the sky tonight say your good-byes make love to your wives kiss your children settle your debts with your landlords for tomorrow, we live free or die

[theoakwa]

I saw the life I once had rise from me like a tiny balloon.

"No Ararat" Laurentiis

[theoakwa]

This is a memory of the Coast: to each his own recollections, her reclamations, their restorations, the return of the Coast

"Liturgy to the Mississippi Gulf Coast" Trethewey

[theoakwa]

my hand stretched to kiss electric until I could see my arm & was still

"seven testimonies" Flynn

[theoakwa]

My enemies ride jets to parties. They are not tied up in pens in Guantanamo Bay. They are not young children throwing rocks. My enemies eat meats & vegetables at tables in white houses where candles blaze, cast shadows of crosses, & flowers.

"Arroz Poetica" Girmay

[theoakwa]

as if your blood were any less red, as if the skins that melted were any less skin, & the bones that broke were any less bone

"Arroz Poetica" Girmay

[theoakwa]

Look, I'm not exactly questioning your sexuality, but have you ever hit a woman?

"Some Instructions" Gay

[theoakwa]

Where you see misunderstanding I see knuckles and teeth for sale in a storefront window.

"Within Two Weeks" Gay

[theoakwa]

The bullet’s imperceptible sizzle toward an unarmed man

"Within Two Weeks" Gay

[theoakwa]

Fred Sanford’s on in a few & I got the dandruff-free head & shoulders of white people & a cheeseburger belly & a Thriller CD & Nike high tops & slavery’s dead & the TV’s my daddy

"What I Am" Hayes