This poem was inspired by a prompt from LJ user Pocketnaomi. It has been sponsored by LJ user Lone_cat. It belongs to the Danso and Family
thread of the Polychrome Heroics
series. "Brothers, Equals"
-- Alcaic stanzas
You cannot name a people as ignorant
Who turn your language, basketlike, whispering,
Back running over self and substance:
Listen and learn or else fall to failure.
O Best Beloved, African history
Tells tales that Europe, envying, echoing,
Brings home to ponder weighty meanings nightly:
Honor us, join with us, brothers, equals.
* * * NOTES:
This is a poem by
Danso, rather than about him. One of his pet peeves is people who talk down to him because of his race, his background, and whatnot. There's a saying, "No man can call you ignorant if you can beat him in a game of chess." Every culture has things it respects as signs of sophistication; in America, chess is one and poetry is another. If you can write poetry in Greek forms, you have disproven the argument that you are uneducated or unintelligent.Alcaic stanza
is a Greek form of poetry which relies on syllables. It doesn't fit well with English, but I've made a capable effort here.The Just-So Stories
by Rudyard Kipling relate fables about why the animals are the way they are. "The Elephant's Child
" is one that explicitly mentions Africa. "O Best Beloved" is a phrase from there.African history
is the wellspring of humanity, so pay your respects.