WEB EXCLUSIVE: Black History poem
By Flora Cousins
Its Just Not Enough
One month is just not enough
Get the towels made of white flour sacks
Make a fire around the big black iron pot out back!
Set some logs and get the water hot!
Its going to be a big strong boy, like it or not!
Tonight is going to be the night!
Go across the field and get the midwife
Oh! Paw! Hurry up! The pain is so bad
It wont be long before our other child is born
Push! With all your might! Dont cry out in fright
We dont want to scare the other children, right?
My Son, My Son, now you are born
Just look at you, So big and strong
One day you will grow up to be,
the thought in somebodys mind upon the pages of history.
Black man, Black woman, Yes you! Black man,
Black woman, who worked the soil and tilled the land,
So that we all know and understand
It was you, yes you! Black man, Black woman
Your blood, sweat and tears, helped build America all these years
Yet for you there can only be, one month a year for black history?
Youve worked hard and labored long
The fight was fought, Oh yes we won!
But did we win, did we really win?
Im asking you, other colors of men?
One month is just not enough, my friend!
As much blood was shed, lives lost, spirits broken
And men made to be other mens tokens one month is just not enough!
American history is taught everyday
We are Americans and there is no way! You can deny us history everyday
One month is just not enough!
Weve helped build America in every way, so
Black history should be celebrated and incorporated everyday
In our homes, in our churches, in our schools and in the work place. God is looking and until this is done!
There will be no complete history, for anyone!