Dub poetry is a form of performance poetry of West Indian origin, which evolved out of dub music consisting of spoken word over reggae rhythms in Jamaica in the 1970s. The dub poet's performance is normally prepared.
In musical setting, the dub poet usually appears on stage with a band
performing music specifically written to accompany each poem, rather
than simply perform over the top of dub plates, or riddims,
in the dancehall fashion. Musicality is built into dub poems, yet, dub
poets generally perform without backing music, delivering chanted speech
with pronounced rhythmic accentuation and dramatic stylisation of
gesture. Sometimes dub music effects, e.g. echo, reverb, are dubbed
spontaneously by a poet into live versions of a poem. Many dub poets
also employ call-and-response devices to engage audiences.
From Wikipedia
The main representatives of this dub poetry are Benjamin Zephaniah and Jean 'Binta' Breeze.
Dis Poetry
Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops
De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots
Dis poetry is designed fe rantin
Dance hall style, big mouth chanting,
Dis poetry nar put yu to sleep
Preaching follow me
Like yu is blind sheep,
Dis poetry is not Party Political
Not designed fe dose who are critical.
Dis poetry is wid me when I gu to me bed
It gets into me dreadlocks
It lingers around me head
Dis poetry goes wid me as I pedal me bike
I’ve tried Shakespeare, respect due dere
But did is de stuff I like.
Dis poetry is not afraid of going ina book
Still dis poetry need ears fe hear an eyes fe hav a look
Dis poetry is Verbal Riddim, no big words involved
An if I hav a problem de riddim gets it solved,
I’ve tried to be more romantic, it does nu good for me
So I tek a Reggae Riddim an build me poetry,
I could try be more personal
But you’ve heard it all before,
Pages of written words not needed
Brain has many words in store,
Yu could call dis poetry Dub Ranting
De tongue plays a beat
De body starts skanking,
Dis poetry is quick an childish
Dis poetry is fe de wise an foolish,
Anybody can do it fe free,
Dis poetry is fe yu an me,
Don’t stretch yu imagination
Dis poetry is fe de good of de Nation,
Chant,
In de morning
I chant
In de night
I chant
In de darkness
An under de spotlight,
I pass thru University
I pass thru Sociology
An den I got a dread degree
In Dreadfull Ghettology.
Dis poetry stays wid me when I run or walk
An when I am talking to meself in poetry I talk,
Dis poetry is wid me,
Below me an above,
Dis poetry’s from inside me
It goes to yu
WID LUV.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2jSG2dmdfs
Jean 'Binta' Breeze
Read and listen to her poetry here:
https://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/upstream
https://www.childrenspoetryarchive.org/poem/earth-cries
https://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/could-it-be
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