Poetry Corner: Underground

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Birthed into pain for something so beautiful and uncontrollable as my skin’s brown melanin stain and that glow of shellac.

From Sun up to Sun down our feet beat the ground as sweat and blood trickle a complaint never made a sound all four seasons, but to read and write were considered treason.

Master for none or any reason you didn’t work hard enough, master for to drunk and angry, one of his prized women purchased possession fancy glisten strapped to the pole 39 lashes rip and shred my back.

Something so small and minuscule give me and so many fuel to have knowledge a sin punishable by death my words give life like our lungs seek breathe, I reach out to expand our culture my little bit of joy on our rode I snatch at freedom.

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Evan Wheeler hails from Camden, NJ. Most know him as Huey X, which is his selected born again name. It was selected by his love of Huey P Newton and Malcolm X who he follows for their beliefs and looks up to as his mentors. Huey is a well educated brother by the standards of college, as well as being a self taught activist and revolutionary through his experiences in life. He also thinks of himself as an entrepreneur being involved in so many different fields that include: poetry, writing, youth advocacy, business development, investing, and production. He is, “Always looking to advance the culture & legacy ".

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