The Voice Of Humanity Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I J K A C L M N L O P A C P Q R S T U V A F J L W C D V X V Y Z A2 D B2 C C2 C D2 X B E2 F2 G D2 G2 H2 G2 V V I2 B A C G2 G C F A C L G J2 K2 L L2 M2 N2 O2 C| This is not a poem | A |
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| nor a systematic arraignment of simile | B |
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| neither a display of metaphoric beauty | C |
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| this is the dark ode of a bleeding pen | D |
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| dripping of a nation wounded | E |
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| manifestation of this drowning dark desire | F |
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| I come not as a voice drunk in confidence | G |
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| but a hidden feint familiar voice | H |
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| I come bare raw as red Chunk of flesh | I |
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| I carry the wounds of generation past | J |
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| a memory inscribed on the tombs | K |
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| of generations yet to come | A |
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| I come to you a dying weak voice of humanity | C |
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| seeking a grasp of redemption | L |
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| as I erode in bit | M |
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| In this dark age where I am stabbed a thousand time to death | N |
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| held by different chains of affliction | L |
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| strangling out of me everyday oiter of oneness love | O |
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| nationhood and human Hood | P |
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| This is not a poem | A |
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| this is a mask of anxiety | C |
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| this is the fresh wounds of a bleeding motherhood | P |
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| who must lay beneath the ground | Q |
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| the seed of her womb by her hands | R |
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| Who her own cannot protect | S |
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| a quivering of a weak heart consumed | T |
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| Of a nation hinged on colors | U |
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| brutality and darkness | V |
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| This is not a poem | A |
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| this is adventure in futility to matter | F |
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| as I cast my gaze to memories past | J |
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| a lane of a dark skin melanin | L |
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| with thick dark hair as sponge | W |
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| who has not known beauty | C |
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| because her skin clouds the eyes of men | D |
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| so her heart has learnt only darkness | V |
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| my friend there is no beauty in | X |
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| darkness | V |
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| The only path that seem right is white | Y |
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| so to matter I burnt in bit every pigment | Z |
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| of melanin until my skin shined white as snow | A2 |
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| like the sun it stood blinding the eyes of men | D |
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| but yet again I felt the grip so hard | B2 |
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| of obscurity | C |
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| a mockery to me for I never mattered | C2 |
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| then it stood bare to me | C |
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| that being black was a condition of their heart | D2 |
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| not the matter of my skin | X |
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| no matter how much I try I was still that black girl | B |
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| there is no beauty in darkness my friend | E2 |
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| In this day of history I am but a master piece of strive | F2 |
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| no matter how broad my knowledge of science | G |
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| Or how beautiful my performance of art | D2 |
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| there is no excellence in being black | G2 |
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| no matter how high I climb I am pulled down by this force | H2 |
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| and my only Identify was black | G2 |
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| in black is my darkness | V |
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| my friend there is no excellence in darkness | V |
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| While you walk with your head so sigh | I2 |
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| I bend so low not have a colition with the law | B |
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| don t quote me wrong this is not a poem | A |
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| on racism but a display of a single story | C |
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| this is not a studio to paint white black | G2 |
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| this is an epistle calling for a balance | G |
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| for the part of humanity | C |
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| whose only cause is to matter | F |
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| This is not a poem | A |
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| this is a defeated voice of humanity | C |
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| a cry in anguish for redemption | L |
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| this is a letter to that beautiful conscience | G |
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| that love is meant to be seen and felt | J2 |
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| this is humanity calling us back to himself | K2 |
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| like a prodigal father his son | L |
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| this is a reminder of our root | L2 |
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| before we are black white woman youth | M2 |
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| we where first humans | N2 |
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| this is not my voice neither my words | O2 |
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| this is me lending my voice to humanity | C |
Faith Akatiki Joseph
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/31/2020
Poet's note: A Poem on Racism I presented Sometime back, it's an expression of the effect of racism and what racism feels like.
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