Dark
Light

Suggestions

A Poem By Maya Angelou

January 13, 2024
1 min read

Televised
 
 
Monday, July 9, 2007.
 
 
By Maya Angelou
 
Televised news turnsa half-used day intoa waste of desolation.If nothing wondrous precededthe catastrophic announcements,certainly nothing will follow, savethe sad-eyed faces ofbony children,distended bellies makingmock at their starvation.Why are they alwaysBlack?Whom do they await?The lamb-chop fleshreeks and cannot beeaten. Even thegreen peas roll on my plateunmolested. Their innocencematched by the helplesshope in the children’s faces.Why do Black childrenhope? Who will bringthem peas and lamb chopsand one more morning?
 
© Maya Angelou
Born Marguerite Johnson in St. Louis, Missouri, USA, on April 4, 1928, Dr. Maya Angelou is a remarkable Renaissance woman who is hailed as one of the great voices of modern literature. She is a contemporary of Dr Martin Luther King Jr, Malcolm X and a host of other Black icons in America and Africa.
 
The first African American female director in Hollywood, Dr Angelou has also lived in Africa. As a poet, educator, historian, best-selling author, actress, playwright, civil-rights  activist, producer and director, she continues to travel the world, spreading her legendary wisdom.  
 
Within the rhythm of her poetry and elegance of her prose lies Angelou’s unique power to help readers of every orientation span the lines of race and Angelou captivates audiences through the vigour and sheer beauty of her words and lyrics.
 
Please e-mail comments to comments@thenewblackmagazine.com
 

  Send to a friend  |  

View/Hide Comments (0)   |  

  Print

Post Views: 1,134

771 Comments

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.

Previous Story

Haiti and the Kidnapping of Aristide

Next Story

Somebody Blew Up America

Latest from Blog

0

  From Asa to A. Phillip:  Nothing But a ‘Sigma’ Man by Mark Anthony Neal   With thanks to NewBlackMan (in Exile)

A virgin’s quest

A Short Story by Bunmi Fatoye-Matory Friday, June 28, 2024.   Somewhere in Rọ́lákẹ́’s childhood, she learned about Mercedes Benz, but not