RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN

RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN

THE LAND OF MILK AND HONEY

My brown mammary glands

extend

across the continents.

Enlarged enough

to feed the homeless.

After-all

This land ‘IZ’

red-man’s land

or

‘WUZ’ thereof.

The land of milk and honey

are mere bosoms

covering

the breast

of emotions and thought

resembling a vaccine;

protecting this

quote-un-quote

great AMERICAN DREAM.

Well

I too “have a dream”

like a ‘King’

I’m infected with your scheme of things.

Not that you care…but

I too dreamt;

a nation fed

off of milk

AND NOT

my honey.

Funny,

but you dis me

and my kids.

Sheer reality,

a loss cause

of

this great American dream

not to include

that

chocolate Nesquik

prelude

amongst your scheme of your things.

Centuries

have come

and past,

but

an enslaved soul,

“made in china”

LOL

was ‘built’ to last

Well

I too “have a dream”

like a ‘King’:

we simply died

crossing

‘YOUR’ Red Sea.

Therefore,

‘The land’ of Milk and Honey

can never satisfy me

(Nor our children’s children to be).

I LOVE LUCY

Brown dreams

lost

‘inna’

black sea.

Slaves

riding them waves,

passing by

this

so, called,

American dream.

Identity cries,

theft lies

beneath

the oldest bones

found.

Who are they?

Archaeologist 

want to know?

Her.

But; do they though?

Really?

Scripture foretold,

tale; tale signs

of her

long, long ago;

since

the beginning,

O’

time.

November 24,

1974,

Lucy,

was re-born

again

an’

again

an’

again.

3.2 million years,

of

innocent blood

sweat,

‘an’

enslaved

tears.

Tarry til’

I come;

He said.

But how?

‘Sum’ 400 years later,

the oldest fossil’s

children’s

children,

are still

‘beggin’ bread!

Tarry til’

I come;

He said.

Lucy your

lineage

camouflage

artifacts.

O’

‘dem’

hidden treasures

of Ethiopia’s

pleasure

beyond

her majesty’s

mystery,

of man

daring to dream

Lucy’s

vivid dreams,

beyond her measure.

No scheme;

THIS IS NO SCHEME ATTACHED!

FREEDOM

She ‘sangs’!

O’

FREEDOM!

LET IT RING!

LET IT ‘RANG’

I love Lucy.

Lucy I’m home.

Although,

freedom for ‘our’ children

has come

an’

be gone.

Lucy’s in Africa

with diamonds an’ pearls

oh’ my!

Dinknesh;

she’s amazing,

she’s marvelous

she’s free.

Everyone’s roots

date back

to ‘ONLY HER’

genealogy;

from sea

to

shining seas!

I love Lucy’s legacy.

Mother we’re home.

But

simply not free.

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED@ DECEMBER 15, 2016.

RENEE’ B. DRUMMOND-BROWN

RENEE’ DRUMMOND-BROWN, is an accomplished poetess with experience in creative writing. She is a (Summa Cum Laude) graduate of Geneva College of Western Pennsylvania and The Center for Urban Biblical Ministry (CUBM). Renee’ is still in pursuit of excellence towards her mark for higher education.

She is working on her fourth book and has numerous works published globally which can be seen in cubm.org/news, KWEE Magazine (Liberian L. Review), Leaves of Ink Magazine, New Pittsburgh Courier, Raven Cage Poetry and Prose Ezine Magazine, Realistic Poetry International, Scarlet Leaf Publishing House, sicklit Magazine, The Metro Gazette Publishing Company, Inc., Tuck, and Whispers Magazine just to name a few.

Civil Rights Activist, Ms. Rutha Mae Harris, Original Freedom Singer of the Civil Rights Movement, was responsible for having Drummond-Brown’s very first poem published in the Metro Gazette Publishing Company, Inc., in Albany, GA. Renee’ also has poetry published in several anthologies and honorable mentions to her credit in various writing outlets. The Multicultural Student Services Office of Geneva College presented her with 2nd prize in the Undergraduate Essay Contest. Renee’ also won and/or placed in several poetry contests globally.

She was Poet of the Month Winner in the prestigious Potpourri Poets/Artists Writing Community and in the running for Poet of the Year. She has even graced the cover of KWEE Magazine in the month of May, 2016. Her love for creative writing is undoubtedly displayed through her very unique style and her work solidifies her as a force to be reckoned with in the literary world of poetry. Renee’ is inspired by non-other than Dr. Maya Angelou, because of her, Renee’ posits “Still I write, I write, and i’ll write!”