Somebody
Blew Up America
by AMIRI
BARAKA
Somebody
Blew Up America
They
say it's some terrorist,
some barbaric
A Rab,
In Afghanistan
It wasn't our American terrorists
It wasn't the Klan or the Skin heads
Or the them that blows up nigger
Churches, or reincarnates us on Death Row
It wasn't Trent Lott
Or David Duke or Giuliani
Or Schundler, Helms retiring
It
wasn't
The gonorrhea in costume
The white sheet diseases
That have murdered black people
Terrorized reason and sanity
Most of humanity, as they pleases
They
say (who say?)
Who do the saying
Who is them paying
Who tell the lies
Who in disguise
Who had the slaves
Who got the bux out the Bucks
Who
got fat from plantations
Who genocided Indians
Tried to waste the Black nation
Who
live on Wall Street
The first plantation
Who cut your nuts off
Who rape your ma
Who lynched your pa
Who
got the tar, who got the feathers
Who had the match, who set the fires
Who killed and hired
Who say they God & still be the Devil
Who
the biggest only
Who the most goodest
Who do Jesus resemble
Who
created everything
Who the smartest
Who the greatest
Who the richest
Who say you ugly and they the goodlookingest
Who
define art
Who define science
Who
made the bombs
Who made the guns
Who
bought the slaves, who sold them
Who
called you them names
Who say Dahmer wasn't insane
Who?
Who? Who?
Who
stole Puerto Rico
Who stole the Indies, the Philipines, Manhattan
Australia & The Hebrides
Who forced opium on the Chinese
Who
own them buildings
Who got the money
Who think you funny
Who locked you up
Who own the papers
Who
owned the slave ship
Who run the army
Who
the fake president
Who the ruler
Who the banker
Who?
Who? Who?
Who
own the mine
Who twist your mind
Who got bread
Who need peace
Who you think need war
Who
own the oil
Who do no toil
Who own the soil
Who is not a nigger
Who is so great ain't nobody bigger
Who
own this city
Who
own the air
Who own the water
Who
own your crib
Who rob and steal and cheat and murder
and make lies the truth
Who call you uncouth
Who
live in the biggest house
Who do the biggest crime
Who go on vacation anytime
Who
killed the most niggers
Who killed the most Jews
Who killed the most Italians
Who killed the most Irish
Who killed the most Africans
Who killed the most Japanese
Who killed the most Latinos
Who?
Who? Who?
Who
own the ocean
Who
own the airplanes
Who own the malls
Who own television
Who own radio
Who
own what ain't even known to be owned
Who own the owners that ain't the real owners
Who
own the suburbs
Who suck the cities
Who make the laws
Who
made Bush president
Who believe the confederate flag need to be flying
Who talk about democracy and be lying
Who
the Beast in Revelations
Who 666
Who know who decide
Jesus get crucified
Who
the Devil on the real side
Who got rich from Armenian genocide
Who
the biggest terrorist
Who change the bible
Who killed the most people
Who do the most evil
Who don't worry about survival
Who
have the colonies
Who stole the most land
Who rule the world
Who say they good but only do evil
Who the biggest executioner
Who?
Who? Who?
Who
own the oil
Who want more oil
Who told you what you think that later you find out a lie
Who?
Who? Who?
Who
found Bin Laden, maybe they Satan
Who pay the CIA,
Who knew the bomb was gonna blow
Who know why the terrorists
Learned to fly in Florida, San Diego
Who
know why Five Israelis was filming the explosion
And cracking they sides at the notion
Who
need fossil fuel when the sun ain't goin' nowhere
Who
make the credit cards
Who get the biggest tax cut
Who walked out of the Conference
Against Racism
Who killed Malcolm, Kennedy & his Brother
Who killed Dr King, Who would want such a thing?
Are they linked to the murder of Lincoln?
Who
invaded Grenada
Who made money from apartheid
Who keep the Irish a colony
Who overthrow Chile and Nicaragua later
Who
killed David Sibeko, Chris Hani,
the same ones who killed Biko, Cabral,
Neruda, Allende, Che Guevara, Sandino,
Who
killed Kabila, the ones who wasted Lumumba, Mondlane,
Betty Shabazz, Die, Princess Di, Ralph Featherstone,
Little Bobby
Who
locked up Mandela, Dhoruba, Geronimo,
Assata, Mumia, Garvey, Dashiell Hammett, Alphaeus Hutton
Who
killed Huey Newton, Fred Hampton,
Medgar Evers, Mikey Smith, Walter Rodney,
Was it the ones who tried to poison Fidel
Who tried to keep the Vietnamese Oppressed
Who
put a price on Lenin's head
Who
put the Jews in ovens,
and who helped them do it
Who said "America First"
and ok'd the yellow stars
Who
killed Rosa Luxembourg, Liebneckt
Who murdered the Rosenbergs
And all the good people iced,
tortured, assassinated, vanished
Who
got rich from Algeria, Libya, Haiti,
Iran, Iraq, Saudi, Kuwait, Lebanon,
Syria, Egypt, Jordan, Palestine,
Who
cut off peoples hands in the Congo
Who invented Aids
Who put the germs
In the Indians' blankets
Who thought up "The Trail of Tears"
Who
blew up the Maine
& started the Spanish American War
Who got Sharon back in Power
Who backed Batista, Hitler, Bilbo,
Chiang kai Chek
Who
decided Affirmative Action had to go
Reconstruction, The New Deal,
The New Frontier, The Great Society,
Who
do Tom Ass Clarence Work for
Who doo doo come out the Colon's mouth
Who know what kind of Skeeza is a Condoleeza
Who pay Connelly to be a wooden negro
Who give Genius Awards to Homo Locus
Subsidere
Who
overthrew Nkrumah, Bishop,
Who poison Robeson,
who try to put DuBois in Jail
Who frame Rap Jamil al Amin, Who frame the Rosenbergs,
Garvey,
The Scottsboro Boys,
The Hollywood Ten
Who
set the Reichstag Fire
Who
knew the World Trade Center was gonna get bombed
Who told 4000 Israeli workers at the Twin Towers
To stay home that day
Why did Sharon stay away?
Who?
Who? Who?
Explosion
of Owl the newspaper say
The devil face cd be seen
Who
make money from war
Who make dough from fear and lies
Who want the world like it is
Who want the world to be ruled by imperialism and
national
oppression and terror violence, and hunger and poverty.
Who
is the ruler of Hell?
Who is the most powerful
Who
you know ever
Seen God?
But
everybody seen
The Devil
Like
an Owl exploding
In your life in your brain in your self
Like an Owl who know the devil
All night, all day if you listen, Like an Owl
Exploding in fire. We hear the questions rise
In terrible flame like the whistle of a crazy dog
Like
the acid vomit of the fire of Hell
Who and Who and WHO who who
Whoooo and Whooooooooooooooooooooo!
Copyright
2002. Amiri Baraka.©All Rights Reserved
http://www.counterpunch.org/poem1003.html

Who
Dat Attacking Baraka?
Could it be the Same Who Dat Attacked Lee and McKinney?
The Same Who Dat be Attacking We?
The Backlash Against Amiri Baraka
and the Repression of the Black Moral Vanguard
by Ewuare
Osayande ©Copyright
2002
Who the biggest terrorist
Who change the bible
Who killed the most people
Who do the most evil
Who don't worry about survival
Who have the colonies
Who stole the most land
Who rule the world
Who say they good but only do evil
Who the biggest executioner .
Who told you what you think that you later find out a lie
Who? Who? Who?
In Stephen Henderson's 1973 work, Understanding the New
Black Poetry, he states that the great overarching
movement of consciousness for Black people" is the
"idea of Liberation." In that movement poet and
political activist Amiri Baraka, the person, his work, is
exemplary. He not only represents that movement, he is
the epitome of that movement. He is our
liberation-consciousness personified. We can chart the
state of our movement along the projectile of his
development.
This latest controversy surrounding his poem,
"Somebody Blew Up America" and post as Poet
Laureate of New Jersey is just the latest chapter in the
life of a long-distance worker for the liberation and
self-determination of African American people. Baraka
been making news even when "the news" didn't
want to take notice. Already a well-established literary
figure in the New York literary arts world in the early
Sixties, Baraka -- moved by the clarity and commitment of
Malcolm X -- would leave Greenwich Village and relocate
uptown in Harlem and institute The Black Arts Repertory
Theater in 1965. The key architect in the development of
the Black Arts Movement, Baraka would help lay the
cultural foundation for the burgeoning Black Power
Movement. As he has said, "We wanted to make a
popular revolutionary art. Art that would be as strong as
Malcolm, as strong as the Panthers." But his
contribution didn't stop there. He would return to
Newark, NJ and organize a united front of Black folk to
elect the city's first Black mayor. Then spurred on by
that major victory and similar victories being won for
Black self-determination across the country, he sought to
advance Black political power to the national level, and
called for and mobilized Black people to gather at what
would be the capstone of the Civil Rights and Black Power
Movements, the National Black Assembly held in Gary, IN,
1972. That body would develop the Black Agenda. Since
then and before, the Black community has attempted to
advance our struggle to the international level. It is at
this level where our community has been hit hardest by
the brute force of the system of white supremacy and
state-sanctioned repression. Witness the bulleted bodies
of Malcolm and Martin. Both assassinated at the point
when they were seeking to advance our struggle to the
international level. Witness the continued exile of
Assata Shakur in Cuba. The recent attempt to extradite
her by the state of New Jersey in cahoots with the
Congress is reminder that there is still work that needs
to be done. As Gwen said, Amiri Baraka's works works. And
his work is ever addressing these issues and our
oppressed reality as African Americans. Urging us on to
fight, to write, and to fight some more. Amiri
Baraka's work represents the latest articulation of our
struggle for freedom and self-determination. Benefiting
from the work of his predecessors, Baraka's aim is to
advance the struggle. To connect our struggle with the
world-wide struggle against global white
supremacy/Western hegemony and its modus operandi,
imperialism.
This latest controversy surrounding his poem,
"Somebody Blew Up America" must be seen in the
light of African American liberation struggle to be seen
clearly. To speak of it as an issue of free speech is to
belittle not just Baraka and his contribution to the
African American struggle for liberation and
self-determination, but is to belittle that movement
itself.
This past July Amiri Baraka was named poet laureate of
New Jersey, only the second person to sit in the position
created in 1999. Two months later and a year after he
wrote the poem in response to the attacks of 9/11, Baraka
read "Somebody Blew Up America" at the
Geraldine Dodge Poetry Festival in Waterloo, NJ. The
Anti-Defamation League then decried the poem as
"anti-Semitic" and called on the governor of
New Jersey, Democract McGreevey, to get rid of Baraka.
McGreevey responded to the pressure by calling for his
resignation and putting a freeze on Baraka's honorarium
for the post. He would later be informed that the
governor doesn't have any authority to fire poet
laureates like Baraka. So now the Jersey legislature is
coming together in good ol' boy bipartisan fashion to
create a law that would give McGreevey the power to oust
Baraka.
This entire controversy centers around a few lines at the
end of a 6 page poem that questions: "Who knew the
World Trade Center was gonna get bombed / Who told 4000
Israeli workers at the Twin Towers / To stay home that
day / Why did Sharon stay away?" Because these lines
imply that the Israeli government had prior knowledge of
the attacks, the ADL has charged Amiri Baraka with being
anti-semitic. To label the poem and the poet anti-Semitic
is done to demonize Baraka and cast a spell on the poem
that will keep folk from the real message of resistance
to imperialism that is the poem's central theme.
In the past 30 years or so, just about every major Black
leader from Jesse Jackson to Louis Farrakhan have been
vilified by the ADL and called anti-Semitic. Since this
has become news, many have questioned Baraka's inclusion
of "questionable" material into an otherwise
solid piece. They claim that he is relying on unwarranted
information not backed by any credible source to justify
his insinuations. Baraka's questioning the Israeli
government's knowledge of the attacks of 9/11 is no more
outlandish than the Democratic Party charging that the
Bush administration along with higher-ups in the FBI and
CIA had prior knowledge that the attacks were gonna
occur. Come on. This has all been debated and hashed out
on national television for the whole world to consider.
Baraka's mere questioning is no worse than any Democratic
Senators or Representatives, yet I didn't hear anyone
calling for their resignations.
The sad truth is that most of the folk condemning Baraka
have no reference beyond the faulty information they get
from the American media. Have we forgotten that while
Bush was making promises of capturing Bin Laden and
raining down bombs on Afghanistan, Ted Kopple and Peter
Jennings were on ABC stating tongue in cheek that
"the first casualty in war is the truth"?
Now why would a news reporter make what amounts to a
disclaimer for everything else they would report? And
more importantly, why did America continue to listen? Sun
Tzu said it succinctly in The Art of War, "All
warfare is based on deception."

Malcolm X raised a similar critique of the American
government and how it manipulates the American people. In
his 1965 speech, "Prospects for Peace," he
states, "Now, in speaking like this, it doesn't mean
that I am anti-American. I am not. . And I'm not saying
that to defend myself. Because if I was that, I'd have a
right to be that - after what America has done to us.
This government should feel lucky that our people aren't
anti-American. . And the whole world would side with us,
if we became anti-American. You know, that's something to
think about. But we are not anti-American. We are anti or
against what America is doing wrong in other parts of the
world as well as here. It's criminal, criminal. And what
she did to the American public, to get the American
public to go along with it, is criminal."
For Baraka to raise a criticism of the Israeli government
makes him no more an anti-Semite as Malcolm raising a
criticism of the US government made him anti-American.
Malcolm's statement and Baraka's poem both challenge two
central concepts that lie at the heart of American
society:
1) What is an American? and 2) What is in that American's
best interests?
It challenges the popular notion that an American is
someone that willingly and wholeheartedly backs the
statements and actions of the United States government.
This works to buttress the myth that this is a democracy
- meaning that the U.S. government is a government of the
people, by the people. That whatever the government says
or does is inherently in the best interests of the
American people, and thus as Americans, we should never
question, challenge or - God forbid! - actually oppose
our government. That would be unpatriotic. Dr. Martin
Luther King, Jr., also vilified for his opposition to the
Vietnam War, called this practice "smooth
patriotism;" a patriotism that amounts to nothing
more than a form of dictatorship and breeds the kind of
fascism that ultimately renders all rights null and void.
In "Somebody Blew Up America," Baraka speaks to
the full American experience. Not just the white,
suburban, middle-class Wonder-bread one dimensional
illusion that gets passed off as American. Baraka speaks
to the whole America. He speaks to the mult-racial,
multi-ethnic, multi-cultural, multi-lingual America that
is the real America - those that represent the true
working class (when they can find work that is). No, this
is not the America we see on television every night. It's
not the America propagandized as in support of Bush by
pollsters who've never been to the hoods or the barrios
or Chinatowns or Koreatowns across this country to ask us
what we think
about Bush going to war.
Amiri Baraka stands in the line of fire focused. Like
Malcolm and Martin and many other African Americans
before him, he speaks our truth in defiance to the powers
that would shut him up for good. This is our legacy as
African Americans of conscience and political clarity. We
realize that because of our people's historic experience
of slavery in a country that proclaimed "liberty and
justice for all," we have a truth that whenever
shared, exposes the American democratic process as the
fraud it is. No other community has our vantage point and
can speak our multi-layered, multi-faceted truths with
multiple implications like we can due to our particular
and peculiar position in this country. We trouble the
meaning of American. Render it a question rather than a
statement. That position puts us in the line of fire and
if nobody else ever understands this, we, African
Americans, should; if only for our own survival and
sanity.
If we are going to be honest to our history and
accountable to our ancestors who lived it, then we have
no other choice but to speak our truth without apology.
And when spoken honestly, it does not diminish other
people's experiences but illuminates all so that we can
see each other clearly and see the cause and root of our
suffering and pain to alleviate the same. We Black folk
know terrorism intimately.
As Baraka stated in his response statement to the press,
"The poem's underlying theme focuses on how Black
Americans have suffered from domestic terrorism since
being kidnapped into US chattel slavery, e.g., by Slave
Owners, US & State Laws, Klan, Skin Heads, Domestic
Nazis, Lynching, denial of rights, national oppression,
racism, character assassination, historically, and at
this very minute throughout the US.
The relevance of this to Bush call for a "War on
Terrorism", is that Black people feel we have always
been victims of terror, governmental and general, so we
cannot get as frenzied and hysterical as the people who,
while asking us to dismiss our history, and contemporary
reality, to join them, in the name of a shallow
"patriotism", in attacking the majority of
people in the world, especially people of color and in
the third world."
The main thrust and the perceived threat of the poem is
that it speaks to the African American experience with
domestic terrorism in these United States and connects
that experience with the experience of terrorism visited
upon other communities and individuals throughout
history. And by so doing it undermines this
unidentifiable, undefined terrorism that Bush and Co. is
using to stigmatize and label anyone they decide they
want to terrorize and attack. The poem is a series of
questions, the wise old owl asking "who, who,
who," picking apart the government's propaganda with
each question.
With each name we feel our hearts and minds shift
alignment from the fiction of this fascist time to the
reality of our own experience. And that places us in the
appropriate space from which to interrogate and struggle
against the real enemy, the historic and contemporary
terrorist. The terrorist that terrorizes without
provocation .
What gets played out as American is mainly white, and
since we ain't never gonna be that, that leaves us on the
outs looking in. Since our prolonged sojourn here in the
wilderness of the West we have developed this
"second sight" ; this ability to see from this
marginalized distance. Our vision has been adjusted by
our experience here, and when we look at America through
the lens of our experience, we can see through the
deception, through the deceit to the truth. Malcolm X-ray
vision. A multi-faceted and magnified vision that can,
not only see through, but also see from across the racial
chasm that spans some three hundred years. So, yes, this
enables us to differentiate what is in the best interests
of the American people and what is in the interests of
the corporations that run this country.
When we raise our voices in opposition to what the U.S.
government seeks to do, we have the advantage of
perspective and experience that gives us the moral
authority to proclaim America a contradiction in
principle and practice. This government has no moral
authority to call anyone terrorist. That before you seek
revenge, you gotta settle the score with us first. We are
the moral vanguard, the African American people.
To approach this struggle as though it is just an issue
of free speech doesn't do it justice. What we are dealing
with here is larger than free speech. We are not dealing
with one solitary individual's right to speak being
violated. This is an issue of the repression of the
collective speech, the collective history, the collective
struggle of a people that has not just been censored but
repressed. Truth is that for Black folks in this country,
speech ain't free anyway. It is costly. We pay a high
price to speak -- all too often our livelihood if not our
very lives. Baraka has not received his honorarium. As
he's said, this struggle is not about that, even though
he is the one that's been targeted, isolated and
attacked.
Now they want to outlaw Baraka and ban his poem. When
Jersey legislators realized that Gov. McGreevey had no
authority to remove the poet laureate, their response was
essentially, "well, let's just make one up."
American democracy - white boy style. Not only is it the
case that Black folk "have no rights that white men
are bound to respect" (see the 1854 Supreme Court
ruling in Dred Scott v. John F. A. Sanford), but white
men can create new rights whenever they please to keep
Black folk oppressed. This is the pernicious legacy of
the government's role in repressing dissent and
resistance within the Black community.
This is not a case of fascism creeping into American
life. Fascism is here. Been here. Always been here for
some of us. But clearly in these times, it is now the law
of the land. Consider the words of a writer that actually
suffered at the hands of the fascist regimes of Italy and
Germany. From his prison cell, M. N. Roy wrote the
following words, "It has been correctly stated that
Fascism means war. . In 1926, speaking in the Chamber of
Deputies [Mussolini] declared "the Italian nation to
be in a permanent state of war".
Later in that essay he discusses how fascism deals with
dissent, "The echo of their [the Italian masses]
suffering and the voices of their protest have been
ruthlessly suppressed so that nothing but the beating of
the war-drums can be heard on the peninsula of
Italy." He could have been sitting in an American
prison cell writing those very words today.
And finally, one is compelled to ask, what were the folk
who decided to name Baraka state laureate thinking in the
first place? Every poem Baraka pens is a thorn in the
side of the system. What were they expecting? Baraka's
commitment to the liberation and self-determination of
African American people in the context of socialist
revolution is a consistent, persistent path. His is the
people's voice, because he lives our reality, breathes
our air. Baraka's allegiance has been with the people and
will remain there. Thus our allegiance should be with
him.
Amiri Baraka is our Paul Robeson. And as Robeson said,
Baraka understands that "The artist must take sides.
He [or she] must elect to fight for freedom or
slavery." Baraka made his choice. Given his history
of struggle on the behalf of Black and Third World
liberation and self-determination, he "had no
alternative." The choice is now ours to make.
Who own the airplanes
Who own the malls
Who own television
Who own radio
Who own what ain't even known to be owned
Who own the owners that ain't the real owners
Who own the suburbs
Who suck the cities
Who make the laws
Who made Bush president .
Hands Off Baraka!
Stop the War!
Impeach the Appointed President!
Power to the People - Not the Corporate State!
Ewuare
Osayande is a poet, political activist and author of
several books including So the Spoken Word Won't Be
Broken: The Politics of the New Black Poetry and 9/11:
Riots in the Sky (Poems after 11 September 2001). His
next book is an epic poem on the Black experience in
Camden,
NJ entitled Kham Deen. He currently serves as chairperson
of the Philadelphia chapter of the Black Radical
Congress.
(undagroundrr@yahoo.com)
photos
rory braddell
drawing by jocelyn braddell.
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