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    Fo’ an ignut-ass Facebook ‘friend’

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    The Drone Ranger, Deporter-in-
    Chief is a vocalist—ventriloquists
    Hands up his ass, making his
    Mouth move, a mechanical man
    Sitting on knees war profiteers
    Lap-dancing Lockheed-Martin

    Midterm…Mo’ Power to the People!

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    “Universal suffrage is thus the gauge of the maturity of the working class.
    It cannot and never will be anything more in the modern state; but that is enough."
    —Marx or Engels?

    Corporate media doesn't tell you these things, lots more happened last week than Republican vs Democrats. Big Oil lost referenda in Denton TX, and parts of Ohio where residents banned fracking, in Richmond CA where Chevron sought to hijack local government, and other places besides.

    Black Is Back On Track

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Taking up some slack
    Resisting an attack
    Off the mule’s back
    Out the cul-de-sac
    Trane back on track—

    Estranged Careerists of the Corporate Black Cash-hounds (CBC)

    by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Once upon a time the CBC called itself the "conscience of the congress". That, observers our poet in residence, was a long time ago indeed. CBC stands for something quite different these days.

    University of Revolution

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Mass rallies, strikes, pickets, voter registration, armed
    Self-defense; from flash-mobbing miserly Wal-Marts,
    To slipping “Which Side Are You On?” in on the St Louis
    Symphony, to unfurling anti-racist banners on Monday Night
    Football, National TV, revealing inconvenient truths about cold-
    Blooded murder…

    Homage to the Freedom-Fighting Freeman Bros

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    The Freedom-fighting Freeman Bros are Heroes, now, just as they were back then,
    Stellar, like the Nicholas Bros to tap dancing
    The Alou, Alomar and knuckle-balling
    Niekro and 3rd base Boyer Bros to baseball
    Like the Heath, Marsalis and Jones Bros to Jazz

    “It is not wrong to go back for that which you have forgotten”—Ashanti Proverb

    Porcine Doctrine

    by Raymond Nat Turner


    Off bulls eyes on ‘suspects’ backs
    ’10 rings’ in ‘suspects’ chests
    Off bulls eyes on ‘suspects’ backs
    ’10 rings’ in ‘suspects’ chests

    My Wise Country Cousin on Hate Speech

    My Wise Country Cousin on Hate Speech:

    by BAR poet in residence Raymond Nat Turner

    The Commander-in-Chief’s *Annual NASA
    Umph, umph, umph, de hate speech de Commanduh preach
    Soun’ lak, feel lak finguh nails on a chalkbowd, dat screech
    ‘Bout toxic as anything Dr Gobbuls an’ ol’ Striker teach—
    Lak WHITE fosforus providin’ cover, so de 1% can leech
    Puttin’ Dr Martha Lutha Kang’s dream waaay outta reach
    Commnaduh gibbin’ his Annyule Nigga Ain’t Shit Speech!

    My Wise Country Cousin on the Congressional Black Caucus

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Dem Negroz par-tay livin’ hi on de hog—
    We’s han to mouf, shot down lak a dog!

    Red Salute to Cousin, Comrade Wayne Pharr

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Living on 81st and 83rd Streets between Avalon and
    Central we learned the Devil wore dark blue, not red,
    Delivered hell up South, out South in black and white

    My Wise Country Cousin on Ferguson

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Ahm prowd ob Fightin’ Furgasun’s po, wurkin peeples, heroic youf Dey de wonz we can count on wen we’s fightin fo’ Justus, an’ Troof—

    Justice Is Served

    by Raymond Nat Turner, BAR Poet-in-Residence

    Justice is served
    A la Carte, chokehold-style, or
    Fifty bullets, forty-one, or one
    Or two well placed headshots
    From killing-machine chefs

    Hail the Heroic Mid-west Bank: Ferguson

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Working people of Ferguson are still standing tall against
    Judas Quisling Steppin’ Fetchit house Negroz telling them to
    “Get off the streets,” “Go home, “ “Go back to sleep, watching
    Oprah, Ellen, reruns of ‘Roots’”

    Sugar Hill Play-date v. Oz-low Piece Plan

    by BAR poet-in-residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Oz-Low Piece Process allows bombing hospitals, patients in 

    Surgery, just as it allows bombing schools, shelters,

    Mosques, electric and water treatment plants and homes!

    Water, WMD – In Detroit…

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Rich terrorists taking vital chemicals away 

    For these parasites their profits hold sway

    18 Days: Still shaking the world… 

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    You’re the ones we’ve been waiting for—

    Fiery deeds thawing souls on ice, awakening wise 

    Old revolutionaries, political prisoners, smooth-

    Skinned activists, looking, listening, cheering and

    Studying solidarity

    Ready for the Wicked Witch of the West?

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    She flies in 2016 with a fleet of “monkeys spring from the mule.”


    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    No-win game, leading bassackwards to “Thom-Ass Clarence...Temples of Afrocentric Professors” and “Pinocchio politicians.”


    by Raymond Nat Turner

    On the “road to slavery, for the third time,” straw-bossed by “a Quisling Black bourgeoisie.”

    My Wise Country Cousin on Judas comin’ to Cali…

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Molefi Asante’s brand of “Afrocentricity” means McCarthyism and race and class betrayal.

    Shangri-La re-zoned…

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Must each generation’s Shangri-La turn into… ?

    My Wise Country Cousin on Ol’ See-Eye- (Confidential Informant) Sebben…

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Whetha he wearin’ wire, Gerri-curl, or de ‘Cess

    Wen he cum, you know he cumin wit sum mess

    Redouble our efforts…

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    When our giants go down, our spines must straighten up and create new beginnings.

    Neo-Confucian Wisdom in the Age of – Austerity & Informants

    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Confucius say he who wear wire

    May go undetected in East River…


    by BAR Poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    I’d rather see hit men from the Five Families

    Lecturing gang-bangers on gun violence,

    Than see the U.S. prancing ‘round the world

    Like a peacock, pontificating ‘bout democracy!

    …Double life

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Accepted a prize

    The preacher paid his life for

    Make me do it…

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Make me do it, one Hellfire Missile each—

    They’ll all be in a better place: with you

    Lord, make me do it! Make me do it!

    Long Dong Silver Laid the Foundation for Drone Man

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    “Negroz ain’t known for checkin’ facts

    Like Clinton’s sax, and other acts”

    …In his head

    by Raymond Nat Turner

    Dr. King’s Dream come true,

    In his head! Black folks way better

    Off, in his head, Rev. Wright was

    Wrong, in his head!

    Quit haunting me, Amiriman

    by BAR poet-in-Residence Raymond Nat Turner

    Put an APB out, forthwith, posthaste on

    Dem Nuremberg Negroz, assets in alligator combat boots,

    Armani flak jackets, suede suicide vests and Louis Vuitton

    Saddlebags packed with C-4, impostors posing as peoples’ servants,

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