Black Poetry...

Black poetry Of the Blacks, by the Blacks, for the Blacks, Taking to Africa, The Dark Continent, Darker myths of people and races ethnic And primitive, Of workers and farmlands Sitting by, passing time, By the campfire Passing time in hullabaloo Leisurely and as pastime Engaging in folk, country, chapel, Jazz, blues, rock and pop Improvising it all With the beat of music, Rap, The rhythm of speech, rhythm of life, The cackle of music, The vibes doing the music. N.B. Dots added after the title as there is already a pem of that title uploaded on