Men Maa Aim Ra
Men Maa Aim Ra
(pronounced Men Ma-aw A-ing Raw) was born and raised in
Baltimore, Maryland. His name means: "One who is awaken by the
light of reason and faithfully, steadfastly implements Divine
Law at the crossroads." Men Maa Aim Ra's writing attempts to
fill a void with a spirit and a message that are firmly
supported by the strength of the universal consciousness. To
this end, Men Maa Aim Ra has committed himself to using his
faculty of receptivity to translate, transform, and transmit new
ideas through the medium of poetry and the spoken word. Men Maa
Aim Ra is about the mission of reprogramming the spirit. He
understands that the masses are subconsciously given systematic
programs to accept, adopt, and live out. These programs contain
ideas that are designed to perpetuate the condition of
self-enslavement. Men Maa Aim Ra strives to install a new
program that will initiate freedom.
Men Maa Aim Ra's
poems have been recorded on CD and reviewed in various
publications. His poetry has been featured in When Words
Became Flesh: An Anthology of New Generation Poetry,
published by Mwaza Publications. Men Maa Aim Ra has won numerous
poetry competitions including Maryland's largest literary
festival--Artscape 2000 and 2002 poetry slam, AFRAM 2000, and
The Great Blacks in Wax 2001 and 2004 Black History Month poetry
slam. He was also a member of the 2002 Poetology Slam Team. Men
Maa Aim Ra has appeared on C-SPAN television, XM Radio, and has
read his poems in schools, in prisons, and at various poetry
venues and bookstores throughout the United States and Africa.
Paut Neteru: Company of the Gods
was published in the fall of 2003. Men Maa Aim Ra's first full
volume of poetry, the work is an unflinching exploration of the
extent to which contemporary arts, media and entertainment are
moving humanity forward in its development or in fact moving the
recipients of these messages into psychological bondage. In his
foreword to Paut Neteru: Company of the Gods, renowned
author Dr. Molefi Kete Asante wrote of Men Maa Aim Ra, “…he is a
brave and courageous warrior-poet, a lover-warrior embracing his
people and their desires, ambitions, and wishes in the caresses
of tantalizing language that speaks the power of ancient ones.
We are in the presence of a great poet when we open this book.”
Men Maa Aim Ra is currently working on his second collection of
poetry and a children's book.
Book Review
Paut
Neteru: Company of the Gods,
Men Maa Aim Ra,
Kam Saia
Publishing,
Baltimore, MD,
$10.95 paper. Reviewed by Barbara M. Simon
This first book is an ambitious
collection, taking as its subject the offering of “purposeful
themes through artistic medium.” Largely, the poet is
successful as he directs the reader through a series of stages
beginning with Auset or meditation and ending with Ausar or
indwelling intelligence. In each section of the book,
certain poems are standouts.
In Auset, trance, “Remorse,” which
laments the problems facing too many in our society, has
particularly strong lines, especially the ending which closes
out the section on a hopeful note: “if all goes well/tomorrow
I'll/laugh.”
Naturally opening into Sebek or
laughter, that poem is reinforced by the playfulness of language
(although the message is serious) in “Guinea Pig,” and the
double entendre of “populate/pop u late” in “Semen Antics
(Semantics).”
Both poems
reveal the poet as a sharp observer of his culture.
By far the strongest poem in the
book opens Het-Heru, music/poetry. “Genesis: Part II” is a tour
de force through the history of some of African-American’s major
musicians. The poem is structured so that each section imitates
the musicality of the musician to which it refers. Thus Billie
Holliday's deeply sad life is recounted in a couplet using her
own language: “and the lady warned the people/not to partake of
strange fruit.” In this poem, the poet makes effective use of
repetition and ends wisely in a reference to gospel music with
an “amen.”
The will embodied in Heru is
revealed in two shorter poems, each detailing the manner in
which African-Americans survived the domination of the white man
and his machines. Similarly, Heru-Khuti centers on the warrior
spirit African-Americans brought to the battle. The poem that
most resonated with me was “Media Attack.” Structured as much
like a rant as a poem, this poem lifts itself up to address all
of the problems of American culture or non-culture with sections
such as “media's collective control/people's conglomerate
consciousness/with diluted headlines that lie to heads.” Those
lines, symbolic of the poet's understanding of all that's wrong
with corporate America, allow him to take on capitalism, the
hypocrisy spawned by 9/11 and the situation in the Middle-East.
This is a grim section, but one that needs to be gotten through
before the poet opens into Maat or truth where he ends by asking
(in “Revelations from the Fourth Division”) “which way to
continue/on the spiritual journey.”
Seker and Tehuti, spiritual
power and wisdom, round out the poet's quest as he notes “black
power is not just for black people/it is for anyone who is
willing to die” (“Black Whole”) and finally coming to the state
of oneness “Hu is you/who/who/who/the owl.”
The poet has done a fine job of
recounting his spiritual journey. For the most part, his
language is direct and significant, if a little light on
imagery. His poems are idea heavy and young. That is not a
criticism. Writing about wisdom is much different than having
lived to wisdom. Since Men Maa Aim Ra is obviously very
intelligent, let's hope that his next book comes out very
quickly and speaks of his experience.
By the way, a final word on the
book, the cover art is beautiful and is worth the price just for
its appearance.
Barbara Simon is President of the
Maryland State Poetry and Literature Society.
Bibliography
Title:
Paut Neteru: Company of the Gods
Author:
Men Maa Aim Ra
Publisher:
Kam Saia Publishing
ISBN:
0-9656636-6-3
Price:
$10.95
Genesis: Part II
and god
looked upon
the world she had created
and saw it was
lifeless
and god saw
the people standing around
and the people
were still
and the people
made not a sound
so god said
let there be
horns of plenty
and satchmo
was born
and satchmo smiled upon the people
and served them a creole supper
seasoned with his new orleans flavor
and dizzy was
born
and dizzy twirled the motionless people
around and around and around
with his be-bop sounds
and bird was
born
and bird swooped down upon the people
and carried them away on his be-bop wings
and miles was
born
and for miles
and for miles
the people walked
to hear his magical swings
and trane was
born
and trane transported the people
on
his winding trane-tracks
across borders to a meditative state
and the people felt the trane's vibration
om om om
and the people became one
and god said
let there be
ebony and ivory
and jelly roll
was born
and jelly served the people
southern style blues
spread upon soft hot buttery rolls
for breakfast
and monk was
born
but the people couldn't understand
what monk was saying
so
the monk taught the people
how to speak his language
in
double time and triple time
and the people kept pace
and the people understood
and sun ra was
born
and sun ra revealed to the people
88
different ways to travel
to the planets
and the stars
and the people used those keys
and journeyed to the sun
and were filled with his ra/diating tonalities
and god said
let there be
thunder and lightning
and blakey was
born
and blakey beat away the clouds
with swift movements of his hands
and the people felt the warmth
of
his sunny rhythms
and mingus was
born
and mingus threaded the sky
with his intricate vines
which the people used to climb
out of their despair
and god said
let there be
songbirds
and lady day
was born
and the lady warned the people
not to partake of strange fruit
and sarah was
born
and the divine one
sassy/d across the land
and captivated the people
with her harmony and style
and nina was
born
and nina used the creative sounds
given to her by god
turned herself into herself
and became four women
and the people learned
to
honor and respect their mothers
and god said
let's jam
and the band
played
(the people
tapped their feet)
and the band
played
(the people
snapped their fingers)
and the band
played
(the people
bopped their heads)
and the band
played
(the people
trembled with joy)
and the band
played
and the people
were still
no more
and the band
played on
and god looked upon fertile ground
and heard the life giving sounds
of
her creations
and she danced in the heavens
and the band
played on
and jazz became a godly thing
and the band
played on
forever and ever
and the people said amen
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