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Selected Poems Linton Kwesi Johnson was born in Chapelton, Jamaica, in 1952. He left Jamaica in 1963 to join his mother, who had emigrated to London two years before, and went to Tulse Hill comprehensive in Brixton. He joined the Black Panthers and organized a poetry workshop within the movement. He entered Goldsmiths College, University of London, in 1973, and studied sociology. His first volume of poems,
Voices of the Living and the Dead, appeared in 1974. His landmark second volume,
Dread Beat an Blood (1975), was recorded, and a film of the same name was made by the BBC as a documentary of the young poet in the making.
His poems, which use Caribbean dialect and the rhythms of reggae and dub, are a powerful voice of disaffected dissent and radical politics. In 1977 he was awarded the Cecil Day Lewis Fellowship as a writer in residence in the London Borough of Lambeth. He went on to the Keskidee Arts Centre as a Library Resources and Education Officer. In 2003 Linton Kwesi Johnson received an Honorary Fellowship from his alma mater, Goldsmiths College. In 2005 he was awarded a Silver Musgrave Medal for distinguished eminence in the field of poetry by the Institute of Jamaica. His other volumes and albums of poems include Forces of Victory (1979), Bass Culture (1980), Inglan is a Bitch (1980), Making History (1984), Tings an Times (1991) and More Time (1998).
In 2004 he released his first ever DVD, LKJ Live in Paris with the Dennis Bovell Dub Band. Linton Kwesi Johnson continues to perform internationally and his work has been translated into Italian and German. He also has his own record label, LKJ Records, and his own music publishing company, LKJ Music Publishers. Selected Poems LINTON KWESI JOHNSON PENGUIN BOOKS PENGUIN BOOKS Published by the Penguin Group Penguin Books Ltd, 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL , England Penguin Group (USA) Inc., 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014, USA Penguin Group (Canada), 90 Eglinton Avenue East, Suite 700, Toronto, Ontario, Canada M4P 2Y3 (a division of Pearson Penguin Canada Inc.) Penguin Ireland, 25 St Stephens Green, Dublin 2, Ireland (a division of Penguin Books Ltd) Penguin Group (Australia), 250 Camberwell Road, Camberwell, Victoria 3124, Australia (a division of Pearson Australia Group Pty Ltd) Penguin Books India Pvt Ltd, 11 Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, New Delhi 110 017, India Penguin Group (NZ), cnr Airborne and Rosedale Roads, Albany, Auckland 1310, New Zealand (a division of Pearson New Zealand Ltd) Penguin Books (South Africa) (Pty) Ltd, 24 Sturdee Avenue, Rosebank, Johannesburg 2196, South Africa Penguin Books Ltd, Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL , England www.penguin.com First published as Mi Revalueshanary Fren in Penguin Classics 2002 Reissued under the new title with additional material in Penguin Books 2006 Copyright Linton Kwesi Johnson, 2002, 2006 All rights reserved The moral right of the author has been asserted Di Anfinish Revalueshan was first published in 1991 in Tings an Times (Bloodaxe Books and LKJ Music Publishers Except in the United States of America, this book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, re-sold, hired out, or otherwise circulated without the publishers prior consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without a similar condition including this condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser ISBN: 978-0-14-194137-0 To my mother
Contents
I
Five Nights of Bleeding
Seventies Verse
Yout Scene
last satdey I nevah deh pan no faam, so I decide fi tek a walk doun a Brixton an see wha gwaan. di bredrin dem stan-up outside a Hip City, as usual, a look pretty; dem a lawf big lawf dem a talk dread talk dem a shuv an shuffle dem feet, soakin in di sweet musical beat. but di breddah dem a scank; dem naw rab bank; is pakit dem a pick an is woman dem a lick an is run dem a run when di wicked come.
Double Scank
I woz jus about fi move fahwod, tek a walk tru di markit, an sus di satdey scene yu know whe a mean when I site breddah Buzza bappin in style comin doun FRONT LINE. him site a likkle sistah him move fi pull a scank but she soon sus him out seh him dont in her rank; soh when shame reach him, him pap a smile, scratch him chin, but di sistah couda si tru him grin: breddah Buzza coudn do a single ting. him site a likkle sistah him move fi pull a scank but she soon sus him out seh him dont in her rank; soh when shame reach him, him pap a smile, scratch him chin, but di sistah couda si tru him grin: breddah Buzza coudn do a single ting.
Hail, Buzza! I greet him. Love! him greet I back. I a look a money, Buzza; come fahwod wid some dunny. di breddah seh him bruk him seh him naw wok him seh him woman a breed him seh him dont even hav a stick a weed. but I site diffrant: di bookie man jus done tek him fi a ride!
Dread Beat an Blood
brothers an sisters rocking a dread beat pulsing fire burning chocolate hour an darkness creeping night black veiled night is weeping electric lights consoling night a small hall soaked in smoke a house of ganja mist music blazing sounding thumping fire blood brothers an sisters rocking stopping rocking music breaking out bleeding out thumping out fire burning electric hour of the red bulb staining the brain with a blood flow an a bad bad thing is brewing ganja crawling, creeping to the brain cold lights hurting breaking hurting fire in the head an a dread beat bleeding beating fire dread rocks rolling over hearts leaping wild rage rising out of the heat an the hurt an a fist curled in anger reaches a her then flash of a blade from another to a him leaps out for a dig of a flesh of a piece of skin an blood bitterness exploding fire wailing blood and bleeding
Five Nights of Bleeding
(for Leroy Harris)
1
madness madness madness tight on the heads of the rebels the bitterness erupts like a hot-blast broke glass rituals of blood on the burning served by a cruel in-fighting five nights of horror an of bleeding broke glass cold blades as sharp as the eyes of hate an the stabbings its war amongst the rebels madness madness war.
3
night number two doun at shepherds right up railton road it was a night named Friday when everyone was high on brew or drew a pound or two worth a kally soun coming doun neville kings music iron the rhythm jus bubbling an back-firing raging an rising, then suddenly the music cut steel blade drinking blood in darkness its war amongst the rebels madness madness war.
4
night number three over the river right outside the rainbow inside james brown was screaming soul outside the rebels were freezing cold babylonian tyrants descended pounced on the brothers who were bold so with a flick of the wrist a jab an a stab the song of blades was sounded the bile of oppresson was vomited an two policemen wounded righteous righteous war.
5
night number four at a blues dance a blues dance two rooms packed an the pressure pushing up hot. hot heads. ritual of blood in a blues dance broke glass splintering fire, axes, blades, brain-blast rebellion rushing doun the wrong road storm blowing doun the wrong tree an leroy bleeds near death on the fourth night in a blues dance on a black rebellious night its war amongst the rebels madness madness war.
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night number five at the telegraph vengeance walked through the doors so slow so smooth so tight an ripe an smash! broke glass a bottle finds a head an the shell of the fire-hurt cracks the victim feels fear finds hands holds knife finds throat o the stabbings an the bleeding an the blood its war amongst the rebels madness madness war.