Feeling Fucked Up by Etheridge Knight
Feeling Fucked Up
Etheridge KnightLord she’s gone done left me
done packed up and split
and I with no way to make her
come back and everywhere the world is bare
bright bone white crystal sand glistens
dope death dead dying and jiving drove
her away made her take her laughter and her smiles
and her softness and her midnight sighs—Fuck Coltrane and music and clouds drifting in the sky
fuck the sea and trees and the sky and birds
and alligators and all the animals that roam the earth
fuck marx and mao fuck fidel and nkrumah and
democracy and communism fuck smack and pot
and red ripe tomatoes fuck joseph fuck mary fuck
god jesus and all the disciples fuck fanon nixon
and malcom fuck the revolution fuck freedom fuck
the whole muthafucking thing
all i want now is my woman back
so my soul can sing
MARGINALIA
FUBAR: acronym Fucked up beyond all recognition. Fucked up beyond all reason. Fucked up beyond all repair.
Guess that sums it up.
ABOUT ETHERIDGE KNIGHT
Etheridge Knight was born on April 19, 1931, in Corinth, Mississippi. In 1960, he was arrested for robbery and sentenced to eight years in the Indiana State Prison. During this time, he began writing poetry, and he corresponded with and received visits from such established African American literary figures as Dudley Randall and Gwendolyn Brooks. Randall’s Broadside Press published Poems from Prison (1968), Knight’s first book, one year before his release from prison. The book was… (more)
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michaelamortel
where do you find all of these. i feel jealous at how you know all these great men and women who’ve gone through life with a pen and paper in their hands.