Prisoners Of Conscience Committee

Prisoners Of Conscience Committee
The Prisoners of Conscience Committee Founded by Chairman Fred Hampton, Jr. during the nine years he spent in prison in the 1990's.

Thursday, May 21, 2015

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The Resistance Is Alive And Well

Saturday, May 9, 2015

The Mother Ode'

The Mother Ode’

 You think I forgot? 
 Well, I think not! 
 From the Pyramids to the plantation,
 Through the sharecropping and segregation.
 To the Ole’ Earth from her seed
 Yes, indeed you carried me.
 In Africa I rode your back 
On the plantation a potato sack.
 Whatever the case you held me tight.
 Kept me close those winter nights. (whisper) 
 Matriarchs and Mothers and Queens and Nannies.
 Big Mamas and Dear Mamas, Geronimos and grannies.
 Healers of sickness who addressed the business.
 Wasn’t no need for traveling, homemade healthcare!
 From common colds, to frequent flus to champion of childbearin’. 
Continuously connected through this cold hard system.
 When my cries were denied you were the only one listening. 
I didn’t play no dissin’ Mama when playing the dozens
 For it wouldn’t be no me if she wouldn’t of gave Daddy no lovin’ 
Through the hard times and struggles, discomforts and pains. 
 The cold nights, beans and rice, mayo jars with kool-aid. 
Yeah, I did my share of stupid stunts, fuck ups and cutting up in the class 
You showed TOUGH LOVE and had no hang ups about tapping that ass.
 And with those high times we had in my mind remains 
First days of school and surprise birthdays. 
They’ve been trying to divide us in hectic times throughout the history 
From masta’ selling me off ‘till today with Baby ‘T’. 
You’ve produced pyramids, taught tribes and gave names to Nations. 
You are not only my mother but the Mother of Civilization.
 Those are your children in Kenya and the descendants in Dominican. 
You’ve breast fed me in Botswana. And kept me clothed in Ghana.
Whenever they beat me down, you told me “Son stand up!” 
You said all men fall down but great Men get up. 
When they came and framed me, and placed me behind these walls. 
You knew the business, prison visits and collect phone calls. 
From the womb to the tomb, from the belly to the grave. 
Through four inch glass, prison blues and shackles and chains.
I love you dearly, miss you really. 
And that ain’t never gon’ change. 
 ©May 14, 1998 Chairman Fred Hampton Jr.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

The State Supplies...

"The state supplies us with the most narcissistic individualistic individuals. They dole out to us the most damaged disconnected of the lot. They give us the most greedy of the gambit."
     -Chairman Fred Hampton Jr.. Black Panther Party Cubs

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Opposed To Pinning The Tail On The Donkey. We must politically pin the tail on the pig.

"Let it be stated that the community shall not simply dismiss it as a strange coincidence. If suddenly the state says that they've just found out that Ramsey Orta and Feidin Santana are co conspirators in a drug ring. Or a case of coincidental cancer just suddenly appears with Santana. Or suddenly his high school diploma appears to be bogus or something of the sort. No more sidetracking of the slave. For as I stated to prison officials. On one of the many occasions in which they tried to have me taken out. By hidden hand tactics. And they inquired as to who am I having problems with. In which I stated , if I were to choke on a turkey sandwich in here. We are clear who called the shots (literally, figuratively, and politically). And opposed to pinning the tail on the donkey. We must politically pin the tail on the pig."
                -Chairman Fred Hampton Jr..