African American

<p>I haven&#39;t looked at this poem--or any other poem--in <em>years.&nbsp;</em>It was written during the beta testing of this website lol</p><p>Thanks you for the comment that has taken me back to my teenage years of writing and thank you for the encouraging words upnorthdavid!&nbsp;</p>

Love the repetition beginning and end to tie it together, keep writing!

Thanks for the comments, Sorry about the confusion though, I wrote this poem when I was a high school freshman. I was going along the lines of the suppressors in general in the line with the moon and the sun being the blacks that labored underneath sun during slavery times

<p>I love this poem as well!</p>

<p>The pride and emotions in this piece is an impressive demonstration of your conviction in the African-American foundation of America. I did have the same question that Eunoia had while reading your piece: what does &quot;w[ea]ved the clothes on the moon&#39;s back&quot; mean. Correct if I am wrong, but since the subject is African-American roots, I am guessing that the moon is America while the sun represents the labor (or sacrifice) that created it? With this said, there is a slight confusion in your poem. You begin with &quot;I am an American&quot;, but you then say &quot;this country would be nothing without Afri[c]an bones&quot; without referencing how this relates to Americanism or the identity mentioned in your title. The concept in your poem is the same as a theory by W.E.B. Du Bois called Double Consciousness, if you have time, perhaps you should reasearch this topic. Poetics and sociology asise, I think your work is powerful and refects the struggle of the image of &quot;America&quot;. Q.V.</p>

<p>Good, I like it. You got the strength the power.</p><p>I like how you are personal with it.</p><p>One question: what does clothes on the moons back mean?</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>Also the last line should be Africa not African. We would be nowhere without Africa....Maybe you can add about what is happening in africa right now? did Africans make the pavements? &nbsp;i didn&#39;t know, I knew we they made the railroads.</p><p>. I like your comparison with the moon and how you close it. I suggest that you go deeper, because I think you are just&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>skimming the surface of the emotion of the africans who came, the blood &nbsp;that ran, the salt crystals leaking from the eyes, the whips, the torture. the fight, the determination, the anger. Keep it up! Thanks for the comment!</p>

Thanks jwiener!

Our heritage and our backgrounds make us who we are, and it's wonderful that you can write a poem about how you are proud of who you are descended from.