Showing posts with label Black Freedom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Black Freedom. Show all posts

Friday, November 18, 2016

In Praise of Vertieres, and In Praise of Freedom and the Haitian Revolution

In Praise of Vertieres, and  In Praise of Freedom and the Haitian Revolution
by Celucien L. Joseph 


 O Vertieres, how could we forget Thee!
You remind us that God created  men and women to be free and not to be enchained and enslaved by men.

O Glorious Vertieres, where we wrought our freedom and independence through our shed blood, You will always be a scar on our hearts and the path of freedom and inspiration for today’s troubles.
Today, the Haitian people are celebrating the Battle of Vertieres (November 18, 1803) which gave birth to two significant events in world history: the end of slavery and the founding of the first postcolonial state  and the first slave-free Republic of Haiti in the Western world. It was in Vertieres African revolutionarries and men and women who dared to die free and independent conquered the greatest military and imperial power in the world: France

To remember Vertieres  is to never forget the danger and threat of the unholy trinity of institutional slavery, colonization, and White supremacy in the world.

 To remember Vertieres also means to continue the fight against the vestiges of slavery (modern day slavery), colonization (neocolonization), imperialism, and any form of human oppression that engenders human suffering, dehumanizes people, defers human dignity, and challenges the image of God in humanity.
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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Rage in the City By Katia Joseph



"Rage in the City"
By Katia Joseph 

You want me to voice my rage in silence
Like a good Christian
and crucify me to the cross
like the son of man
Oh, you hypocrite Pharisees
even the son was a thug
Woe to you!
I took my rage to the streets
flipped the tables in temples
stopped the highways
 burned the city
Boom, boom, boom!
my rage,
               my frustration
                                           my suffocation
                                                                       my injustice
Can be heard in the big BOOM
I will shake the city until my voice is heard
I will shake the city until I am truly free
I am a man,
                   woman,
                                 mother,
                                              brother,
                                                            sister,
                                                                       cousin
You cannot call me thug, unruly
Savage?
 I am not
NO! NO! NO!
you cannot enslave and imprison my mind
I am free,
My freedom came with a price
If you don’t believe me,
 ask Toussaint, Dessalines, King, X, and Evers
All bled in the streets
 to set me free
Listen neo planters!
 21st century massa!
 I will not be suffocated
My voice will be heard
 in the big BOOM
throughout the city
throughout the country
Your justice system creates prisons like plantations
sucking life out of me
Taking away my dream
colonizing my thoughts
A prisoner?
NO!
A nigger?
YOUR NEGRO!
I am not!
Non plus!
I declare it
An agitator?
 I am
 for the cause of my people
their freedom
The city will hear my voice,
hear my cry
and my suffering too.
BOOM is
                my rage
                              my cry
                                         in the city
                                                          for my humanity
                                                                                        for my people