Short Fiction

2011
Angela Brown Author, Poet, Cultural Activist Spring 2011 Short Fiction is about culutral issues faced in society today. It is universal across cultures diolog used to enlighten and inform as well as touch the lives of others. Page | 1

Understanding Democracy Democracy can be defined as to have the personal freedom to do as you please as long as you follow the guidelines and principles of government and law. Democracy means to have inviable rights and privileges under the constitution to free speech, religion, quartering of troops, the right to a fair trail and many more. Democracy states that all Americans have the right to practice personal freedoms as long as it does not conflict with the morals of society today. Democracy states that if you conflict with the law you will be punished for not following the rules and guidelines made by government. Americans exercise the right to vote or they exercise the right to a good education. The law recently issued that
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prevents minorities from attending school based on affirmative action was a decry to the Brown vs. the Board of Education rule which allowed minority, poor students to having a good, fair education. A democracy stands with liberty and justice for all. Making Poverty History Poverty will always pertain to immortality. The poor remain poor, the rich will sustain wealth. God bless the weak and humble for they will inherit the earth. Man through his religion has mercy less fortunate than him because he cares for the victim. Slaves came from decimal state, poverty, limited education and thrived from third generation poverty

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to encounter decease and fortitude to sustain reason and purpose into a fulfilling life. No one neglect there is people of poverty. There is so much to do with giving for support, sanitation with good intentions. Third world countries are inhabitant of misdemeanor which explains why we have people living in poverty. The fact America have people living homeless in the street and 1/3 people who do not have health insurance is differed. Poverty sustains upon one generation to the next because it is a standard and hard to fray from.

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To believe in the American dream that anyone can prosper in self relent freedom is stagnate when it comes to the realms of structure.

Jesus in Politics Could you imagine Jesus as president? I can recollect how much attention. Jesus as a political figure? Jesus for president would win unanimously. He spoke with so much wisdom and convocation in his day about issues that mattered to man or how it would change history. Jesus was a maturer who spoke about love, life and wisdom. Jesus was an advocate for world peace. He spoke with so much serenity. Jesus fought for human rights as an advocate for sinner to

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be relieved by saying they believe in something atrocious. I can imagine Jesus as a strong political figure. Where his image appeared in America, South America and Europe as and advocate for change and an advocate for hope. If there was a problem, Jesus could solve it with moral faith. Jesus made a promise that everyone would have a chance to be uplifted by believing in his wisdom. Jesus had so much charisma. Jesus had so much charm. He would make a good lawyer. He delivered man from evil. Jesus would make a good leader. Many have followed his word for centuries and still have been moved by his ethics today. Jesus challenged man with
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common belief that there is a better way. He promised if you listen you will be saved. Jesus performed many miracles of healing and blessings. It was about spirituality in his moral teaching eulogies that made man realize he was a deliverer of hope and angelical freedom. Jesus died on the cross with a promise he would return and those who believed would be saved.

Chosing a College Major Most college student does not have an idea of which major to choose from. Some college students have an idea of which field of study they are interested in; but later continue college with a different major. When
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you choose a major, one should find a subject that interests them and to find a major in the area they make their best grades in. If you find a major that interest you, you will find that you will stay dedicated to your field of study. Most students find after completing a four year degree at a university that they will go to a college to find a major in a career choice. A university provides you with the basic core knowledge in an area and a college degree focuses on one general field to study. People go to college to find a career choice. I finished an Associate of General Studies in Business and Fine Arts and later went to the university to major in Workforce Education. College is an academic career choice. There are high expectations in college. Employers want to hire the best students. There is a thing as a student a B student and below. Who would you want
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to operate on you an A or B student or a C or failing student? Grades are very important in your career choice in college. Most people would want an A student from the best schools to operate on them. Good luck in choosing your career goal. Dreams One day a young Andre had made a promise to a young Anna. "Surrender to me, my love and let me be your guide to salvation." The young Anna was overwhelmed when she first hears this and gave her soul to him. The next day the Anna felt empty inside and lonely. She had lost her every possession to be with Andre
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who promised her eternal happiness. She began to think. She began to get more and more disturbed. She thought, "How does one grade ones happiness, when she has nothing to reflect upon?" The next day the Andre appeared to have his head on his shoulders because he had everything he wanted: love, happiness, and self-fulfillment. The Andre questioned and pitied the young Anna and did not seem to care. The Andre though he gave her what she wanted and she should fill her life completes. A tear fell from the corner of the young Anna's eye. The tear was from God. It was then Anna realized that after she thought she lost everything, she had
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God's love and she needed God to give her inner strength to carry on. She began to meditate to God and God answered. Anna's conscious reminded her of trauma in her life. The trauma was sterile in her vision. She could not begin to execute the thought process without prayer. The conscious screams with passion of hope and love. The voice inside her cries for peace of mind. And time and time again hope nurtured the love she kept inside her soul.

Writing a Short Story When writing a short story one must develop a concept. The concept must have an origin, a setting and subteens. The story can be making believe from
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outside resources - an origin. You may perceive research on the topic - a setting. The story must be accurate having a sub tense. If the story is a love story, one must add dialog to the story. It the story is about a war, it must contain details and data pertaining to a war. If the story is fiction, one must include accurate data about the subject. If the story is non-fiction, one must have a sense of accurate data pertaining to real and surreal subject matter. If it is a love story, a story can come from your imagination of your thought love is based upon. Remember to include the 5 W's: who, what, when, where and how. Writing is a lengthy process where a writer may take longer time to getting the story how he likes it. Writing is fun. The more you practice, the more advice you get the better you will become as a successful writer.
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Litarary Comparisons Huckleberry Finn and The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, in comparison, John Wayne captured an amusing relic time passage. What makes their stories so remarkable is that dispute unduly difference in character they succumb a bondage through friendship. Huckleberry Finn was a young boy full of bubbly kindness and young imagination. Tom Sawyer was an older man different in culture and class who was left to be amusing. The two characters are admissible and funny together in gasping adventure within a day. I find it amusing how their personalities did not conflict and instead were compressible. Tom treated Finn like his own.
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He treated him like family. Whatever happened they lived it together and Tom watched over Finn to make sure he did what was right. Tom protected Finn from danger. He gave him encouragement. He brought laughter to the story. No matter how amusing the adventure was it was a time capsule enticing each moment with blissful entertainment. Like Uncle Tom's cabin, the story was told in the mind of Finn. Rather; Finn was seen as docelant and cunning. What would be an uncle tom? It is said to be a person who is a betrayer or is betrayed by his own culture. In the book, Huckleberry was a black man who made a friendship with a young white male. This relationship was unheard of during this time in history.
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What is surprising in the story is their bondage. I recall the movie Roots in how perturbed of how culture clashes. In that despite cultural differences in character, Twain wanted to show how friendly and kind things were and that how everyone got along. In many times each defended one another. It was if the young male was very mature for his age. It was incomparable to think dispute differences in culture they cared for one another. It is a wonder why this book was band for finding fault in diversity.

Obsticles I feel strongly about life's true meaning to be about love.

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Love is something stronger than just having a friend. It involves having a friend who is concerned and to have someone who cares a lot about you. When you have a friend to share your secrets, it adds a nominal meaning to your life. It is important in life to have someone there for you no matter what emotion, or whether you are happy or whether you are sad. Having this person in your life is credible. Sometimes you may want someone to cuddle up to you to cheer you up. Sometimes you need a friend to listen to you when you are stressed and hold you dear to his heart and give supportive advice. Love is a friendship bond between a man and a woman. It is the freedom to escapes the real world and enjoys it with someone who cares as much about you to care enough about him. It is a congenial effort
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to getting along with the opposite sex. If this means that every time he makes an unkind, frivolous remark and you question his intellectual ability and it does not matter because you love him regardless, this is what relationships bonding are about. Love is a relationship where when there is a baby involved, you begin to bond even more to take care of your child. You want to be a positive role model for your own children. Making up is important role in the relationship where you just hug after you engage in an argument. This is the true meaning of love that makes a purpose in life.

Reflections
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Self reflection is a positive way to find greater freedom through dialog. If you are a person who makes your own decisions and you need to reflect ideas, you should consider writing ideas in a journal. Dialog guides self thought that can guide you to make better decisions. You can write poetry, draw, have a journal of thought and insight, a song, log task daily or write an essay or short story to dialog thought. It is from a preconceived thought that need attention. You have better insight if you thought things through. Writing is a form of self expression. As you engage on writing, you will find it helpful. After you complete a thought, you shall review what you wrote. It gives you insight and appreciation for your accomplishments. It can help through difficult times when you do not want to talk to someone and do not need the attention; write about your hopes, dreams
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and love. Writing is the greatest freedom of expression. Recognize your own self worth through creative writing.

The Value of an Education A question to ask most high school students is what you want to do beyond high school. Education is an affidavit to getting a good job. A question most students may ask is how am I going to pay for college or do I have the GPA to go to college or have I passed the high school equivalence exam or ACT/SAT exam to make the cut to get into college? What does it take to get into college? While all these things are necessary to get into an accredited college there are alternatives. I graduated
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from high school with a 2.12 GPA and opted to go to a community college. I did not have any SAT scores, 3.0 GPA requirement to go to the University of Nevada, Las Vegas or the academic class

requirements. If I had transfered into a university my major would have been dance with a dance background. There I went on to a community college and became a graduate with a 2.15 GPA. Beyond all obstacles of being learning disabled with a mental handicap, I graduated from school. I had this idea in high school that I wanted to be successful in that I wanted to study my way out of poverty and become somebody. I did not want to be a stripper or prostitute. With that dream I wanted to be the first black American female on the Supreme Court. I had high expectations to fill.
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Assessing a college deploma is important to work. You will not earn a good living without the background education. Education prepares you for the field of work. Education makes a difference to building to success. The only obsticle preventing you from your future is your self confidence in your ability to succeed. I am now a student at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas majoring in Workforce Education with 5 classes left to graduate. I hope that I am an inspiration to those thinking of dropping out of school, wasting their life away when they too can become productive. Being mentally ill, my parents could not afford health insurance and I was on disability for 10 years. With the help from the government, I paid for college taking one class per semester and working volunteer
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work. Because of my disability and because I was put into a mental home after high school, work was hard to come by. This did not deter my dream of graduating some day. I worked for Arericorp, the campus bookstore and now the gaming lab. I would consider myself successful. If I could stay in school with average grades and go on to 100 college classes without failing, this should say to young students with higher grade point average that they are normal that they can do anything they will to do as long as they put forth the effort and not give up. I will mentor students with Top Teens of America. I have to say to them that a good education is possible. Some people may try to break you, say you are nothing, spit at your feet, but you have to believe in yourself and your dreams to not let negative people
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bring you down to their level. Just because you are different does not mean you can not conquer hatred. The greatest gift God could give is the testimony and talent to share with others. You do not have to deal drugs, become prostitutes, and steal from stores. If you want to be somebody, you have to stand up and be heard. Whenever in doubt, pray to God for guidance. I have graduated with a Bachelor of Science degree in Workforce Education.

Standardized Tests There is a lot of pretense on standardized test scores in making the cut to graduate from high school. Do standardized test discriminate to the poor, disabled
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and minorities students? Why are students measuring up to compete against standards? I feel that students need higher goals to achieve higher achievement. Standardized test measure whether students are meeting the states educational goals in order to be successful. Each state has their own goals in which teachers are to meet this requirement to compete with other students to go onto college. Without goals, we would have no principles. Standardized test are not fair to the disadvantaged because they can not always compete with astigmatisms that will not allow them to prosper. Thus; the students with high IQ will always stand out. It is difficult for an African American to meet graduation when their are obstacles hindering his level of education. If there are standards that are need to be met it should be for all the students

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at their level to compete with peers at their level. This is the only way students can meet over obstacles.

Marin Luther King Jr. Martin Luther King Jr. day is honored in his name. Martin Luther King was an advocate demonstrating selfless acts in defense of civil rights. In comparison to Ghandi and Jesus, Martin Luther King fought a peaceful fight against discrimination. He represented human rights for minorities. It was not just a plight that would change civil rights for all minorities. The problem with the world today is that there is so much racism amongst all citizens it is hard to define the plight to freedom. When a civil right was activated it created opportunity for women and other minorities.
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Civil rights activist were minorities as well as blacks who believed in opportunity and change. The underground railway helped not only free slaves but it was an underground railway for transporting aliens into this country secretly. It was a movement that was voluntary dedicated to the discipline and education to the struggle of Americans. Martin Luther King Jr. was a good leader where his philosophy is active today. He was an advocate for change. He was active in changing the status quo of civil liberties. Martin Luther King changed and affected the lives of many Americans. He defended the right to diplomacy. He empowered the right to vote. He influenced the right to have a good education. To the blind, he made people aware that discrimination is not right. He led the path to freedoms never allowed in history. He created opportunity never before admissible. He
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discrimination. He redefined invaluable right that blacks can contribute to society as effective participants in society. He gave blacks freedoms never before admissible in history.

Loneliness She hurried along to greet her friend trailing behind the group. She was expecting to be entertained for the next days hours. She knew to make the best of her time because she could only stay out until the lights came on. It was her curfew.

There was plenty of excitement for she was best friends with the group. Once contained they decided the first project was to go to the neighborhood school
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and to play in the court yard. There they could play hop scotch, which she was good at, playing in the sand and dangling from the monkey bars. There were so many tricks to do on the monkey bars that you had to try more than once to be good at it.

Next the girls thought they would walk through the dessert to the corner neighborhood store because all that play made them hungry. It was feared to walk through the dessert because there were stalkers and when they thought they were being followed they ran as fast as they could to keep up with the group. The food they decided to eat was a big dill pickle with a hard candy to suck on in the middle. All the food made them tire easy.

When they got back to the school, the group saw boys
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playing basketball. They felt they wanted a challenge the boys in a game of boys against girls. The girls were good; but not enough challenge against the boys. Before they knew it they were playing chase in the school yard from the boys. This began to tire them easily.

The girls decided to play amongst themselves in a quiet game of initiation. So the girls took a needle and pressed their tiny figures together to become blood sisters. They were that close.

At the end of the day, the girls wanted to play intermingle kick ball.

It was a day full of fun and excitement and it was getting dark. It was time to go home. She did not want to leave; yet knowing she could play more in the days ahead. She rushed home to be with her family for dinner. At bed time she got on her knees and
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thanked God for the many blessings of having good friends.

Hip Hop Dance The overview of Hip hop dances was started in a Las Vegas studio in 1986 - 1987 with a group of teenage dancers fooling around with dance moves. It was no different in how break dancing got started on the street in New York City. The whole hip hop movement started crump dancing a form of dancing through anger. When hip hop music touched the lives of so many young people so did dance. A lot of old school dance started by either the performers, dance drill teams or from dancers in dance clubs and branched out in clubs around the world. I recall dance
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where certain Las Vegas dance squads where everything was segregated and you would have to be light skinned or mixed to be able to dance on the squad. There we had white dancers who did hand movement. I have not seen hand movement in a long time amongst cheerleaders. Then there was the Asian dance squad, the Hispanic dance squad who used foot movement. The black dance squad used seductive body movements still shown today. You would have to cross the line of dancers to imitate their dance form often resulting in fights. Later during the hip hop movement of newer old school dance branched out when dance combined hand, foot and body movement to what is known today as hip hop dance. There was old school and there is new school. Some dance had a name to it like the wave, the bump, the shake, the PAC man, the locust, the rock, the bird and many
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other names. The dance got its name a long time a go. Old school dance started it and new school dance perfected it and gave it a different name.

College Tuition Prior to the eighties, the average college student used a form of financial aid to pay for college. Today many of the students find other means to pay for college. If you carry a high grade point average in school, many schools provide scholarships to pay for tuition in specific subjects. If you work at a college, you can receive a grant in aid to pay for tuition. Some students take student loans and pay back the loan after they graduate. Americorp awards its student workers with a stipend to go toward tuition in
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college. Most college students work while in college and take a lesser class load or credits per semester. If you do decide to work, it grants work experience so when you do finish college you are ready for a promotion or a raise. Students can work as models, art class models or to sale paintings, poetry or work as volunteer work to pay your college tuition.

Salvation We live in a world where we try to justify reason with theory. It is inviolable to find fault in delousing reason. And best of all we try to let by gones be by gones and go on with life. In life's tribulations we will come across problems. And it is with these problems we will try to come to
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justice with our actions. We will try to talk things through because we are caring humans. We want to understand our own actions. This is how we mature. It comes a time in life of letting go of pinned up emotions and finding the serenity to move forward. We must lie our burdens down and forgive one another. God said in order to see beyond fault, one must pull the beam out of his own eye. God did not make man perfect. Daily we ask God to forgive our trespassers and we would ask to be forgiven. Life is not promised and so we ask for God to help us change to become better people. One would need to ask God to help you to ask for forgiveness and for you to ask the strength to forgive others so you grow closer to God.

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Sometimes we say and do things we do not mean or to what we do not understand. One must accept God in his life to overcome these obstacles or at least find reason to define and understand.

Athletics Young women must find the time to equate her with other resources. I have been athletic my entire life. I did swim meets at the YMCA. I was in the junior Olympics in figure skating, gymnastics and volley ball. I won many awards. I decided to do dance teams as squadron leader and choreographer. I played basketball as captain of the team in high school and college. My background gave me the leadership skills to continue a positive life. I also played college tennis
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and trained with the Serena sisters. I could have gone professional. I reflect back to many challenges and obstacles that could have prevented my dreams from coming true. I suffer from a learning disability that did not keep me from trying in college to getting a degree. There is a lot of team spirit that goes in competing in team sports. As a team leader you must demonstrate craft and have the ability for others to follow. I recall the coach telling me that conflict is apart of being a team leader. I had obstacles in coaching basketball with federation of college coaches. I recall in dance and basketball the team questioning my leadership skills. In dance I taught the team that I will lead and they will follow. Sometimes people still steps before competition so I would use ideas and once they saw me lead they knew how to follow the routine without any other team knowing
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our steps. In basketball, I was pushed down and fowled many ways because they wanted me on the bench. Coach taught me to fight back through discipline in that I do not knock others over but I demonstrate craft in playing the game. As captain, I learned that if all plans fail you must improvise and make up as you go along. Never give up. I almost drowned in YMCA last meet but I won in the long run. Sports have a lot of discipline in it. I spent many hours after practice developing technique and skill to do each sport. Never give up. The first cheer leading championship won with my steps in which because of my race unfortunately I was unable to attend. The second championship our team won and I was there as captain proudly leading the team. I could have lost my life in gymnastics on the balancing beam. It did not stop me from trying. Do not give up. Life has
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many challenges in its core; one must demonstrate the ability to believe in herself to pursue her dreams. The first women's professional basketball player was shot in the left side of her neck. She did not give up. We must thank the people who paved the way. Do not give up on your dreams.

Afirmative Action Affirmative action derived solely on the basis of creating equality employment for minorities who are victims of discrimination. Our past history as a nation did not have equal statutes granted to all its citizens. It is said to give America its huddled masses. Some people feel that their race is superior to other races in that minorities are subordinate to man. When the
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slave was brought to America he was considered 1/4 human thus creating the sale of a man for economics pretenses. It is written in history that it is an outcry to state that a man can be owned by another man. Minorities throughout history were not always treated fairly. In the fifties and sixties the Jim Crow law was put into effect to a level of discrimination. Blacks were not allowed to eat in diners, were not allowed to use public bathrooms, were not allowed to sit in front of movies or theaters, were not allowed to have an equal education, and were not allowed to sit in the front of the bus. Blacks were considered second class citizens. Martin Luther King Jr. Fought for equality amongst its people. Thus; we have affirmative action. Affirmative actions grants opportunity to find employment. Some people disagree that affirmative action is fair for hiring practices to grant employment
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solely on the basis of race over someone who has more experience and knowledge to fulfill the job. Some people feel it is unfair to recruit minority students to college applications to support their athletic teams, while other students are denied their application that has better academics to enter an ivey league college. Affirmative action allows minorities to articulate their voice in a political manner whereas the voice would normally not have been heard or as effective if they were not their. Some employers would use affirmative action to hire a minority to not discriminate if they had no minority employees at their firm. The question in the hiring practices if the employers or schools were not recruiting based on race bust also on character and past influence in what the person can offer or add to the business after they are employed. We live in a world where racism
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exists. When we learn to overcome practices that eliminate discrimination, racism and predjudices then there will no longer be a need for afirmative action.

Police Brutality Police brutality targets minorities when you consider there are more blacks in prisoned than any other entity. When I think of the reckless activity of police brutality, I am reminded of events like the Rodney King beating. There is considerable more brutality on minorities in America. It is written in text books that black people need more discipline than any other race. There is a high number of high school drop outs in America. There are a high number of blacks on welfare. There are a high number of blacks homeless
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in dependency of their relatives to survive. What does this mean? Are black people negatively effective by barriers that lower or in prison them so they can not sustain a higher lever of achievement? Why is there not peace in the community? Do blacks subjugate themselves to man handling drugs by living a thug life and killing their own race to the point the police lack interest of helping promote change? Are families so dismembered that the church does not care? How can the police monitor neighborhoods while not understanding the activity that takes place there to the point they do not want to get involved? They say it takes a village to raise a child. It may take the police to nurture a village and not be the people's enemy and fight to guide towards trust in protecting civilians. Is it that the police fear blacks to the point that brutality is necessary? What happens where a minority is
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afraid of the police and its outcome where they do not want them around? How do we develop change where discrimination is not allowed by the police? Can we pass tougher laws that regulate a less hostile environment where minorities can live in a safe environment? We should create tougher laws to restrict the police from being in harm to minorities. A scenario is a young child who is arrested wants to run from police and is shot. The child did not have a weapon. Is this right? Are minorities really a threat? A scenario is a young lady is in disturbance to the community. They call the police. In fear the lady does not want to cause a scene and wants to leave. The police tazer she and she die. Is this right? A young poor child from the neighborhood country store runs out of the store with a piece of candy without paying and she is shot in the back. Dead at age 8. Is this
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right? When do minorities begin to ask for change? Is it that minorities are poor and do not matter. We should offend stereo types of minorities. They want the same rights as everyone else. Slavery Slavery began in the 14th century and continued through the 18th century for 400 years. Today men are still embodied with racism. More than half the population of black men is being incarcerated in prisons, while women are left destitute to raising their children alone to support through prostitution. Young children are raising themselves without a parent attending their needs. The young children make their own decisions they are treated harsher discipline in survival in society that does not care. This is still institutionalized slavery where black people are
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withdrawn from a society that dictates hatred. It is relevant that the racism of the past does not exist in the same form today. Every time I hear racist slurs, my feelings are hurt. I wish I could scrub my skin color off and it stays with me. My skin pigment is a part of my identity. The whole person in me becomes withdrawn. I feel that the skin determines how one is looked upon. Stereotypes are attached to skin tone. You belong to a gang, you are on drugs, you belong in prison, you are uneducated, you are an alcoholic, you are a whore...No blacks allowed, and you are different. Racism is a catalyst for emancipation. Racism defies true character. When people begin to label man, he is denying his true essence from the beauty within. Through my lifetime I heard these comments being said. Words can cripple the sole inside of man to want to turn away to deny his self
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image. How does one overcome his ability to succeed when he is encased in slavery? Society states you need a good education. Three strikes you are out and depended on homelessness. Women can not afford to raise their children it becomes a never endless cycle of welfare to each generation. College tuition is very expensive and once you graduate there is no determination you can use your degree to work remedial jobs. The leaders in society help doing volunteer work for the church and organizations to benefit the community. For positive change; is inevitable. It is an never ending cycle of poverty passed down from each generation to face the consequences to become the stereotypes and labels brought upon them in society to look upon. Church is an insolvent answer to be a reborn Christian the first step in asking for help to survive on current issues
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going on in your life. Lord please grants me the peace of mind and the serenity to live my life in accordance of God...

Unsafe Work Practices Americans should be aware of unfair practices of human labor in China. Unsafe practices in factories are a well know practice represented in the Industrial Revolution of the late 1800's and early 1900's in America. It was an unpopular act to hire young children to work in factories that had bad influence, unhealthy and unstable work ethics. It is now illegal to hire children to work at an early age. The factories then were so evasive that people were dying or faced being harmed working in those factories. America
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should learn a lesson from its past on its own homeland that labor practices are unjust in China. The Chinese helped America build its railroads. America should be supportive in helping China solve its issues. China needs to create a union where their factories members can vote on how to apply safety standards as a work ethic. Americans look at the underground prostitution rings in America and unsafe importing slaves from China to work in our factories as unconstitutional. It should be the same way in China; unconstitutional practices. Americans should not support factories that support China by not importing their products unless they change their ways. America does a lot of business in China. Unsafe practices should not be overlooked. America can mandate laws that prohibit unfair litigation that may future impede and support China unless they are
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willing to change. The Idea in Brief should companies needing a new CEO pick someone from inside or outside? Insiders know the firm and its people, but they're often blind to the need for radical change. Well, we're looking for someone to create a bridge back to China for the Chinese diaspora. The site should inform readers about contemporary China, including the arts, pop culture and the nation's rapid development. It should also help those growing up away from China learn about the roots of the culture, such as family life, mythology and religion. Content should primarily provide deep background and reference on Chinese culture and current events. Although the site is not primarily a history site, articles on China's rich past will naturally be included. Since news services operating within China deal with censorship, there is some call to cover
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major news and put it in context. From the prison cell where he contemplated an executioner's bullet, a migrant worker named Wang Binyu gave an anguished account of his wasted life. Unexpectedly, it rippled across China like a primal scream.

Global Climate It is the responsiblity of the U.S. to create ways for a higher environmental global climate agreement as an example to the rest of the world. America is an example to the world when it comes to protecting our environment. The U.S. acts as a doctorment to change.

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The role of the U.S. has been to find ways in using energy, find ways in using coal efficiency, finding ways to recycle products, controlling waste and consumption. The U.S. is an example when it comes to storing energy. Hoover Dam was built to restore energy. Factories sine the 1800's monitored ways to improve the use of coal admisions in the air as we created safer car emisions. Cars are biodegradable when made out of plastic instead of hard iron. Fans alighn California as a source to providing energy.

Collections of cans, plastics are waste prevention. Since the 70's, there has been litter control prevention towards fines for littering neghborhoods. Animals like the eagle species create habitation from distinction where animals have the right to live.
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There should be a use of oil and coal control to protect the environment from depleting. There should be a better global climate agreement in the U.S. solely because Americans care about the world. If we do not protect our world, we will cease to have one. If we are role models, others will follow knowing that it is an important issue that others see examples and they respond caringly as well. Global protection is a rhetoric that needs to be addressed. Global warning is important when we see ice glaciers melt at rapid rates leaving pinguins and polar bears to multiply with a lack of food. The weather can change the habitat we live in. The weather has an effect globaly on crops. If the weather were to change climate, it would be impossible for the soil to graze properly that can lead to famine.
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Some land could become dry or too wet. If there were a climate change in the world, it could affect the industry sell of animal products. People would have to adjust to their living habits, if there were a climate change. Something needs to be done.

HIV/AIDS American youth are engaging in sex acts as teenagers. This is dangerous to think about. Over the years Americans were addressed with Aids, while primary decease of having herpes, scabs or virginal itching were more aware than Aids. Aids were started in Africa where the virus was wide spread and troubling from exposed monkeys. Aids existed prior to when it was first known. The health
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care crisis made aware that Americans had Aids; only, it was not as detrimental as it is known now. The epidemic created a natural prevention measures to disturb the spread of Aids. It is known that Aids kills. Celebrities like Johnson, made it aware that anyone can fall a victim from the disease. Aids are active participants with gay men and lesbian women who do not practice safe sex. It spreads with having multiple sex partners and unsafe sex. It can be a result from using bad needles intervening in drug addicts. It is important that people practice safe sex. It was noted in high school students that condoms are distributed to prevent sex deceases.

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Like Africa, I feel that the Caribbean should protect them from a decease that is detrimental to survival legacy. They deserve expertise advice to over a quarter million people it could affect. Like Africa, the Caribbean should be involved in education to make aware of Aids. In the Caribbeans, there should be precautions where vaccines sent out. In the

Caribbeans, medical precautions to test for Aids should be available whether antonymous or out in the open. A young innocent girl wanted a boy friend. He pressured her into being with him. He wanted sex. One night after a date, the young boy offered to kiss the young girl. She thought she show him how much she cared for him. They engaged in a kiss that led to him having a discussion with her to his next move to
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take her virginity. Enthusiastically; he told her he whispered in her ear that loved her. He told her he was on medication. He told her he had a disease that he may have given her from swallowing his spit from kissing him. He admitted that now he had trapped her in being with him because she now shared the disease. She will now be medicated from this predatory affecting her for the rest of her life. A desease that may take her life. Precautions are not enough. It is everyone who suffers of victums of Aids. Kids are born of aids. Aids are a battle ground. Aids cause hostility and addictions. It is clear this is an argument that raises questions of how to be a good resource to handle the pressure of safe sex practices. Is awareness consistent

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with the spread of the desease in the value of preventing the desease?

Role Play I believe the curtail of submissive drugs anywhere should become illegal. Drug trafficking involves negative criminal activity where ever it is. Drugs involve gangs and gang violence. The thought of allowing drugs filtrate near neighbors fowl represents in a negative manner. For example; drug use in America has filtrated havoc and hatred wherever evil lurks. In America; drug trafficking controls gang territory where it becomes unmissable. The drug lords who control over people keeps threat to the controversy of poising the minds of the youth. Drugs
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are easy and it works. It becomes easy to get drugs anywhere because it is universal and illegal. Drugs are so subversive I have seen 3rd graders bring it to school to share with their friends. Weed is not a burden when used as a pain killer by common people instead of going to the doctor. Cocaine illegitimacy is in favor amongst American athletes. The media uses drugs in movies and sports as a distraction and a burden that everyone is aware of. Once used in the media it attracts drug use amongst junior high and high school students. Drugs are so easy that a family can earn a decent income of over $30 grand in a half a year and with this choice real work does not matter. Where there are drugs, it attracts prostitution. Gangs will use girls to help promote the use of sell of drugs. The young girls sell their bodies to get drugs. Young girls will act as prostitutes at even an early age of 8 to
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attract the sell of drugs. If Americans are aware that drugs are a problem, how will we control the problem anywhere else? Proper representation should be considered. In Las Vegas, the west side originally had no drug problem until the projects brought drugs into the neighborhoods. In the ghetto where you see them drive BMW or Jaguar cars and no one in the family works, you wonder why police become suspicious of how the poor black could drive this car. It is where you have leaders of the church like pastors, ministers who want men out of jails who commit these crimes and they promote the use of drugs in some of the churches. It is where innocent people are killed through drive bys to debate and ask for truth and God's calling. How could we in this country support the use of drugs when the drugs are being poured into this country by whites or people who have the money
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to support drug trafficking by the police and politicians. Any government who defines drugs illegal we need to find ways to stop the sell of drugs. If drugs became legal nothing would change. People's lives would still be affected negatively neutral. Do we want the same for Bolivia and Afghanistan? How do we control drug popularity and sells? Is there an answer by example? Police profiling should be allowed there with the same tough laws we have in America to clean some of the mess up. We need to be by example to promote ways of peace with its people.

Obsticles We Face The situation faced now in Africa is from a long course of fighting disputes that have gone on for
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centuries. Tribes in Africa are known to being rebellious over frivolous things such as gain power over the other entity. Gaining power means gaining control over another's resources. What is going on in Africa is called a civil war. It is a war where thousands of people are hideously dying for the cause of property. Africa is a big country that is divided into many small countries. When one country becomes rich in resources the others get jealous and instead of communicating and sharing Africans go to war to control over the resources. It is such a shame this is a third world country. Gaining power says a lot of how money is generated. If Americans wanted to fight for peace in the Congo, they should negotiate reasons behind how unification of power can lead to upward mobility and fornicate reasons for positive change as an outcome to peace. War is a means of
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demonstrating power over another. War is won like a fight; whoever loses is the weakest where you make up and move onward. War does not really solve conflict it ravishes over the idea of control. War is a power struggle. If America can promise the Congo a good deal in the devision of power; the war will stop. The fight over oil, food, resources, and diamonds is worth the controversy of who is in control of the riches. Wars like this have gone on all over the world. This is nothing new in Africa. Africa should want a country where they can unite the devisions of power to eradicate change. Africa can sustain into a first world country if they all knew how to get along. Americans came to American for personal freedoms. These freedoms are a priviledge. Americans gathered in masses to create trade with other countries. The slaves helped build America in comercial labor of
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minding the fields for free labor to raise money for Americans. Africa too has a history where Europeans moved there to control the resources of Africans. Europeans took control of the Africa, devided the country and left it as many small villages where they could not sustain within themselves. The Struggle I believe everyone in the world is entitled to clean air and water and a bill of good health in the pursuit of happiness. America is a first world country that has all of the above that matters in sustaining a good bill of health. Other countries like Kenya and Ethiopia do not have access to the same conditions. Third world countries like India, China and Africa have people who are under nourished and poor that live in unsanitary environments. We need to
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countries by provided aid to the less fortunate. Sure there are homeless that live on the streets of America that are living in better than the people in third world countries. America plays a good role in protecting our environment from erosion. Helping third world countries by supplying food and health care are established to change the system. America throws away enough food that could feed the needy of poor countries everyday. God made this world for us to take care of it. I feel proposals for an irrigation system to lay pipes and wells to provide clean water should be an effort to provide clean water to Kenya and Ethiopia. I do not know why it is taking so long to cure the deceased water. One thing they say about blacks is that they will never learn how to govern themselves because there is always someone against it. Africa needs to curtail a government that would
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mandate healthier living conditions by laying out a plan to do it. All over Africa there should be an irrigation system to provide clean water. Sanctions should be made where healthier living conditions are important where they all find a way to work together to have this done. Africans in America are an example of what Africa can become. Leaders should be led by example to help not only themselves but to govern each country in Africa proper and growth. Africans need to educate their people on how to create an economic system where they can build Africa. By securing health care we can secure a nation. There is no excuse that there is a place where clean water is not available. Africans in America at one time did not have the resources to survive but we overcame. Africa can do the same to create a government that provides health care to each African.
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I dream that in Africa an immigration system where pollution is out lowed. I have a dream in Africa people are no longer living in shacks or on the street where housing developments are made to house the poor. I dream in Africa where people are being educated on their health in ways to sustain a community of poor so they do not have to live in poor resources. America has communities where the people have to go outside their area to find jobs and go to school and later come back to the community to help development and advancement. Africa can do the same to endorse programs that will help and not hurt them. All Africans should be computer literate. India as a third world country is computer literate. The African economy would improve with the use and knowledge on computers. This is one way Africans can give back to their community. African
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citizens should protest for a better Africa. They can protest for better health. Education is the key to opening a closed mind.

Uniforms Controversy Public school students should wear uniforms. There should be a code of dress ethically for students to follow. Students who wear uniforms are committed to the school. The dress code protects poor students from rich students. The dress code limits gang affiliation. A student who wears a dress code shows stature and belief in his school. A dress code is a uniform stating that the student belongs to an institution. A dress code makes everyone look alike to deter discrimination. A dress code prevents any
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affiliation to religion, race and creed. A dress code allows individualism amongst students. Dress codes illuminate social groups on campus. Uniforms are good to distinguish different schools to promote school color. Dress code is a part of school pride. It shows everyone has one thing in common.

Summer Summer is filled with so much beauty. The climate is pleasant. The forest scenery is always plush and green. The birds chirp, squares frolic through the trees and the rooster call his spouse. Everyday is full of so much warmth and light.

Nancy could hardly wait for the plain to land. She was going to visit her papa and grandma this summer.
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She would receive so much love from them; she missed not being around them for so long.

There they were with loving arms ready to greet her. The weather was damp from rain. The weather would deter her plans to go fishing. It is usually a sunny day. Her grandma had prepared a healthy meal when she arrived home. The scent from inside their house brought memories of life and love of cooking. Gamma had surprised her with apple turn overs for dinner desert. This hearty meal filled her tommy. Only she had prayed for better weather the next day. She spent the remaining of the day in front of the fire place. Papa had plenty of wood for the fire to keep everyone warm. They spent quality time reading the Bible
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She awake early the next day to prepare for church. God had promised her better weather. She could gaze at the sky, the heavens above covered with gaseous clouds with sun light beaming through the sky. It was a beautiful scene.

She had Sunday school and church and after church she quickly dressed to go fishing. She had a specific wear to go fishing. It was an old pair of jeans and tshirt. Her papa took her to the family grocery store. He lived in the forest. It was then she could pick her choice of fishing rods. She chose a shiny blue rod. Papa had this one on special stock prepared for when she came. It was no secret.

Nancy began looking on the ground for bait for her endeavor. She found many ground worms and bugs to use as live bait to hook her fish.

It was not a problem for her to go to the back of the

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house. The worst fear was the live snakes and wild animals who hunted their prey in the forest. There was a pond in the back of papa house that papa would raise cat fish throughout the year for the sole purpose to take his grand daughter fishing.

Nancy began to hook her line with fresh bug. She planted the string attached to the fishing pole into the water waiting for a hungry fish to be trapped. Catfish is Nancy favorite fish to eat so she engaged in a worthy treat when she got home from fishing. It did not take long; the fish began to pull on the string as she began to wheel in the bait. The fish must have been heave and gave a good fight. Papa began to help Nancy wheel the fish in. To her surprise the fish were big catch as she began to savor how it would fill her tummy.

By the end of the day, Nancy and Papa caught at least

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8 fish which grandma cleaned and fried with a pot of spaghetti. This was a spacial day indeed for her family for God had answered her prayers and being blessed with hope and love from people who cared.

The Clasics There are many literary classics that are

revolutionized by nature and content. When I think of the Scarlett Letter, it reminds me of infidelity and trust and honor within a couple. It was considered a sin in Salem to have a child out of wedlock that took reason for her punishment. She had to be committed by principle and ethics to keep her lover a secret and withheld her father was the baby's daddy.
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When I think of Shake spear play Romeo and Juliet, I think about how young kids are with first love. This romance drama still carries over today where a young couple falls in love and runs away to end with a sad note that they committed suicide because their parents were against the marriage. This is how immature love can result in a tragedy. The film The Color Purple is a metaphor for a soliloquy. It story line occurs in the early nineteenth century where prearranged marriages were permitted. This is an example of fatal love can have a positive ending. Children were taken away from their mothers then and men married young teenage wives. It was thought a man needed good women to perform sex and to keep up the household. Sometimes sex is a pod to pee on when it is not with your baby's father. I
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would see Ma'Dere ask to pour oatmeal on this man she wed because today it would be called spouse abuse. It is like the one lady who cut off her husband penis for spousal abuse demanding sex. If by any means, then marriages were to be kept until death as vowed. It is good she found out about her family and God allowed hope that she could be reunited with them. This film is also a literary classic. When I think of The Adventures of Huckleberry Fin and Uncle Tom's Cabin, I am reminded on the barriers of racism that prevents sharing relations amongst races. It is a shame many of these books are banned from schools when students can learn from the mistakes of past experiences by opening a book and letting their minds explore different topics.
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Media or Hype T is very important for us to protect our environment from depleting. Global warming is a threat to our environment. We must sustain our way of living. The global warming ensures that the habitat of its species is cared for. We know the earth in how it has involved over the years. We must find ways that will insure climate control is permissive for every species are met on earth. We must preserve our forest in natural setting. Cutting down too many trees, hunting endangered species, causing too much heat in the glaciers, can negatively affect the living habitat. We must find new cost effective and safe ways of using fuel. The current way destroys the ozone. More parks and up keeping of lawns is good for the environment
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atmosphere. Energy safe products must be managed to protect our environment in safe methods. This is our world to live in. Every nation should be given safe health care, clean water, a good education and nutritious food to sustain a healthy lifestyle. We must care for our own action to help one another.

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Culture Fiction Poems By, Angela Brown

In dedication to the people, my family & teachers, who believed in me and supported my dreams In loving memory of Tony Brown.

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Index

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3. Color 4. Reunited 5. 18th Century 6. Reflection 7. Dont Ask 8. Eyes of a Child 9. Rage 10. Four Colored Girls 11. My Favorite Poem 12. Stood Up 13. The Cult 14. The Negro Saga of a Ghetto Queen 15. Stereo Types 16. To Love Oneself 17. Forsaken 18. Red Nature 19. To Dream to be an American 20. Reflection

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Player, Spoken Word

I thought I had a man. A BMW. Ooops; but he fooled me into believing he was a good man. You see, I was not good to myself. I was not true to myself when I trusted my body to be used for free, for good conversation, for lust. I had been living a lie. I dreamt of the fairy tale wedding, having kids, a house, a good car and good job if I met the perfect mate. I thought worldly on him but you see he played me with his mind control act, that I believed it. I was his slut. You see, the player was a class act. He had it going on. He was all that. When I thought I had him wrapped around me pinky, I turned out to be a freak under neath the sheets. Brother had it going on. He was fine to me. He had a bank roll that he loved to spend on me. His personality was smooth. His conversation was intellectual. He had class. If he asked me to jump, I would say how high. For this man I was willing to go the distance. Sex was so good, I aint lying, I thought he was Page | 81

the one. You see, each moment of ecstasy was a lie. I was fooled into believing sex would make him special. Sex would make him all mine. Sex was the foundation of our relationship. Sex would keep him coming back to me. I had to have it. It did not matter where I did it. We could have sex in the jeep, sex at the crib, sex on the counter, sex at work, sex at school. I had an addiction to giving this man what he wanted, wherever he wanted whenever he wanted it. He wanted it so much; sex was the mind game we played. He tricked me into believing he needed me. He needed my loving as a token of chastity. With that said, I found the truth about sex after each child. He left me bare foot and pregnant year after year. That all those years of commitment, I was played. That I was a warm hole to pee in. that I was the kick on the side with a concubine to raise alone, no but by his cousin or maybe he said to give our child to his girlfriend or wife to raise. He said I was about nothing. I felt like nothing. There are 3 sorts of women to a man, his loyal wife, his loyal friend and his loyal freak. I was the freak he came too when his wife was not there to submit to him. Men are control freaks and if you are foolish enough to believe it, you have been played. I thought I was good enough for him to Page | 82

come back to me. I was a bag of tricks. Now all I speak of are commitments and having just one true love. All the men I knew were like this. I did not ask to be a hutchie mamma playing tricks by a bunch of high rollers. I wanted to be the innocent virgin who was respected and treated like an African queen. All I am saying is do not make the same mistake sleeping from man to man, when you deserve better.

Death

An Autumn Day The frolic leafs' of an autumn day Dense forest Piercing time against the wind Aloft - Silenced - Crushed Murmuring whistle cries death: Rust, Scarlet, Elburn masks of leafs' Page | 83

Lifeless a dry, humid hole.

Color

If a color pertains to a hue How depth of the hue pertains to light While a mixture of hues define a contour How much contour is needed to define beauty? If I were black, brown, yellow, white or purple It would make solid black however you define it The beauty in is if opal is in fashion Black goes along with everything.

Reunited

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The etching of a Caterpillar steps Paint images of the patience it took teach grace The autistic of spindling of a spiders web Resends a creation of motivation of inspired concepts The beauty of the sun settling beneath the sea And of night parching the end of day Enchants memories emulating peace The gift to breath life, there is love The angility to smile, there is love The spirit of hope, there is love

18th Century

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With your controlling episodes of remotion You do not own me Let me be free to express myself I felt you hold on to remit a fantasy of yours When I don't feel the same way as kids do I want to feel free from being tied down I am tired of being reminded of you When I don't exist, time does not persist And I must move on, because there is a soul Inside of me peeping out wanting to be free But you won't let me escape from your spirit You are not my soul mate, not the one I want Not the one I dream of and still you wait for my return Your ghost hunts me, stalks me follows my every mood Now, I must go to the pasture to hide Page | 86

For I can not love anyone now that you have broken my heart

Reflection I vaguely trace your appearance A distorted figurine from the past Blotches of ink splotches across the canvass Splotches of oil dances life to an unknown postulant Imagery emerges a distant path of discovery Fading fast

Dont Ask, Poetry Slam

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Living on the street Inhaling a lie addiction Saving for a raining day To get my stuff together A weefer over college A choice jiving high A cigarette stick and a pregnancy Hustling pool on welfare Meet you at one Meet you at three One day immoral embarrassment A smile be your umbrella Don't ask The games we choose to play

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Eyes of a Child

White orchards hallowing In the wind Bopping heads bounce In laughter Prayers of serenity dance In harmonic prayer

Rage, Poetry Slam

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Voices. Voices that welcome madness Immoral words that imitate denial and bigotry Words used to break you down Rob you; make you a criminal of self thought Was that what I thought you said? A blind man realize on touch A sane man on logic Delusional voices that make me mad That make me sad, that make me want to fight back To defend my youth, defend my cultural heritage Where prejudice has no warrant Spoken words, only justifies reasons to be misunderstood I will not be judged or profiled or prejudged by fault only credibility For I too am America

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Four Colored Girls, Poem Script

I cry many tears of endearment Many sleepless nights

I speak loudly in anger Bitter harsh feelings of denial

Confusion asking for respect When emotions lost its meaning

I cry many tears of rejection Their words speak louder than words

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I whisper, I whisper, I whisper words of wisdom A freedom of expression Pondering in fear

I cry many years for forgiveness I have wrongfully sinned

I pray for the strength to protect my soul For my fate to determine my keeper

Womans Voice: Happiness is joy. Being able to share laughter at your faults that are both embarrassing and demeaning. It means to come to realization that God made humans that a couple has the ability to mess up. It means to confront with each others insecurities to admit to your faults when you are wrong and praise glory when Page | 92

you are right. Happiness means to accept each others feelings to trust them. Happiness means to let your fate grow as whole.

Mans Conscious: I wanted to confront you. It had been something I held within for some time. I ask why I feel alone when we are a couple. I want you to understand I miss the ways things went. Now, I feel hurt in my heart. You come along with a different personality. My brother died and I feel things are different. We do not hang out the way we use to. We do not talk like we used to and sex is not the same. I feel why we cant talk this out. If you lost all reason for what we have I must leave.

Womans Voice: Sadness is silence. To allow your feelings to express anger. It is to feel anger is not in control. Where dramatic outburst come from the heart asking to be forgiven. It is the ability to cry out outburst for forgiveness to acknowledge your feelings are heard. To cry is to say words you wanted to say and to feel the things you could not feel alone. Page | 93

Mans Conscious: Your ability to not love is my inability to trust you. How can I allow us to grow when we distance ourselves? I feel you do not want me to trust you after your brother died, because, you shut me out when I am trying to cope with him not being around. There is a line between us, between fate and faith. If we are both willing to make this choice, we must both be willing to walk the distance together. The words we choose not to say, is what we fail in this relationship.

Womans Voice: If you are the man I thought you were, the man I fell in love with, I need you let me to love you.

Mans Voice: I want to be a man. I am a man. As I reach this right of passage, I need you to be there cheering me on as my partner in life.

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Silenceas the couple held each other and stared in each other eyes in silence.

My Favorite Poem

The world is a quilt and each patch is a nation Bound by a thread since the days of creation Adorned with great color and radiant splendor Though divided by race and religion and gender In some eyes, it is handsome, in others contorted The patches are different, unmatched and unsorted Incongruous in pattern, in shape and in color Not one is much similar to any other So some try to imagine one great design But in truth our uniqueness is really just fine Nations and patches of all kinds and all sorts Page | 95

Customs, religions, languages, sports This is okay if each patch has its space And on the quilt of the world, each nation has its place But the stitches that bind us are easily shed By the wars that are fought and the words that are said We must realize the appearance of no patch is inferior And the ways of no nation can make it superior Divided by oceans, united by a dream The world is a quilt and our love is its seam

Stood Up, Structured Poem

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Over and over again - the denial

The Middle Longing for your acknowledgement To be accepted into your realm of social life I wait for your arrival to return my soul you took

The End With every word lost in speech I yearn to express the pain my heart feels To not be loved by you

The Cult

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Ungrateful minds Neglected by their peers Just a matter of time Papa dont claim him Mamma cant save him Bargain with his own life Just a matter of time Ill doctrine lessons off the street Idle minds dwindles about their peeps Money laundering swindles of what to keep Just a matter of time Hustling cash on the dime Got to get paid, got to get mine Took another life an innocent child Just a matter of time Page | 98

Battling lifes struggle Gang bangers style Hope I live to see 21 Just a matter of time

The Negra Saga of a Ghetto Queen

Harassment and denial From opposing religions To either flunk her out Or to face rational decisions Drive bys, car bombs, and parents threats The unreachable child Had many regrets Angry crowds knock out car windows Page | 99

Vengeful gangs kicked in doors All against one student from reaching Her educational goals God would not judge her But grant her creed

Stereotypes, Spoken Word

Stereotypes, is that a gesture? Are you entitled to pass judgment based? On preconceived thoughts? Is the circulation of thoughts based on? Rumors? Do you judge because you do not care to understand my Position? Is it because you never got to know me and do not care? Can Page | 100

You really tell by first impression that I am different? Is it my outward? Appearance, you base judgment that I fit those stereo types? Can you Tell by looking at me, what you do not like about me? Is it my outward? Appearance you hesitate to retaliate towards? Must we bargain with a Liturgy? Is it something I said that youre against? Is it over something? Someone said about me that has got you all fired up? Did I not follow? Through based on your ideology of reasoning that frustrated you? Is it Right to judge, because of how I acted out that you must try to change To your preferences? Shall I admit something is wrong with me? How Page | 101

Does one respond to stereotypes? I am who I am.

To Love Oneself, Spoken Word

To love is to embody emotion to penetrate deep down in your soul. It is The emotion to love oneself; because one must love oneself in order to Allow others to love you. Love is feeling of greatness that you place God above oneself; because God it the gatekeeper of your soul. Are you Feeling me? Loving one means you are blessed that you feel good About you and you are doing right by God. Loving one means That you have an attitude of pride. You represent that feeling of Page | 102

Revelation that you have reached redemption of the mind, body and Soul. The way you carry yourself is how others will judge you. Love God, Love life and love one self.

Forsaken, Avant Garde Poem

I We have been taken as an enemy of all In prison our ability to communicate with God We have mistaken our old tired lies Creating fear within our delicate skin

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II Drugged addicts holding us back Alienating a rafters dark steps The ghettos furious life sentence Devious of the calm waters

III We entrap our minds in dissolute times An image of a storm perturbs warm waters A roots bough underneath the soils foil A shadows emerges a hallow path

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Times client is an admissive stare Ghostly hands deplete death entrapment

V Ghastly sign of escape of insanity Trying to vacate his unsought welcome The river trails defeat and defile voices behind His huge plow hands hold in singes of dirt

VI His back hold gashes of violet sups of blood His heart meditates for a savior The dark night encloses desire to be free Lord, grant me strength

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VII Perilous dreams deferred Envious puppets emulate denial If tears could speak It speaks of fear

VII Align the dark shores To compromise life in deception Hammering light conspiracy To position for failure

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A coveted patch woven in gayety A smoldering vintage kept hot

VIIII And in the middle of the day We would all exit The storm Amongst a clay of dust

X And mother will bequeath love And nature will provide fruit And prayer will be inevitable truth And the new born will never speak in silence

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Red Nature, Pictograph

Red tepid water Drains through building Blocks of slothful thought. Thrust winds, rain, sleet build Red energy from lightning in The sky moldering in deception. A scented red rose with Long thickly sharp prongs Speak of gayety pride. A red liquid imprint from An old newspaper personal Dreary same sex ad. A tornado battled winds blew Page | 108

Down the red old country barn In derivity of old tired accusations. Awakening death dreary dark Black clouds with tiers of Red voices speak of Despair, agony and fear. Red sun rays piercing Confused signs of life of A lustful inquiry. Chilly air rips through The wear and tear Of a red old Withered Jacket Beaten Page | 109

And Denied.

To Dream to be an American

I am an African American And a composite of many dreams I am a patriot of God's faith And an antedate of a black reverie I am an American Born and reared From different attributes of people Who have each bled or shed a tear From the battlefields To the highest court Page | 110

From the past until now Have stood like true patriots With hope a new hope for all humanity to be found I am a true American Though how difficult it must seem But I am one true African American Who dares to dream?

Reflection Hip Hop Poetry

Yea//Yea//Yea//I am on a mission//it is my pleasure to defeat you//treat you//beat you//with the busta rhymes//so high to greet you//with a voice so high//the streets look ya rhymes do not match the heat that I swear// a voice that adds strength//a popular request I Page | 111

lead this joint higher and higher//right out their seats//bobbin their heads to the hypnotic beats//drill en holes in the concrete//rhymes so real it has sex appeal//it is my intention//a mission//to add flavor to the swizzle that has base and time//it is my pleasure to create words on paper so innovative//let me bust this rhyme//ah ha, ah ha, ah ha//I am on a mission//moving and grooving and moving//like it is supposed to be//adding amazing grace to spirituality//yea, yea, yea//I am on a mission//with rhymes so depth I am making history//a voice in the crowd they want to hear//they like my temperament//they hear my style//having you all jealous and proud//if only you could race a mile//you are in defeat my brother//ill in it feeling it//cranking the upward beats//it is just a matter of time//I defeat you with my depth rhyme//tic tock tic tock//it is about time//A super Women//a black deli ma//Broken hearted female//Lost in addiction//A corner whore//To support an infliction//A single mom//Trying to make ends meet//On welfare selling her body//Just to afford nicer things//Cause child support is never enough//To raise a family//Father is in prison Page | 112

I Dream Like That, Neo Poem

I am like that. I Think like that. I See like that. I Hope like that. I Dream. I Speak like that. I Pray like that. I Believe like that. I Act like that. I Dream. I Do like that. I Be like that. I Am like that. Im Free like that. Im Free like that. Im Page | 113

Free like that. I Dream

Vegas Bikes, Poem

Imagine how we sported our bikes down Lance Street With polished spokes as wheels spinned As the chrome stood out balanced in the wind Imagine the decor of red and white ribbons pom pomes That decorated the handle bars The plastic horn that beeped pedestrian warnings That you have arrived Imagine the sounds of a hand made engine wheels Sung from the tongue of a card Pinned from a clothes pin to the spoke Humming, humming, humming Imagine your wheel rider was bold red Proclaiming your mark to the streets Page | 114

That everyone fans acknowledged As you performed tricks One wheel and no hands Gaping over the side walk to the street In and out speeding through traffic As you proclaimed your glory In your hand made car, your bike It and I a young road scavenger

Vegas, Prose

Let me introduce you to my small world. I grew up in the seventies, in a poor neighborhood, in the ghetto where poverty prevailed. It is where dreams meant to either be teachers, made or trash men or to be imprisoned or homeless one generation after the next. I attended a parochial school in North Las Vegas. My parentsworked two jobs to make ends meet. I adapted to gang violence in Page | 115

the streets. Where shooting and drive bys were common. Gangs would hang out at the schools drinking 8 balls, throwing broken bottles as I passed by. Young gang members wouldrespect older ones while they hosted neighborhood meetings. The cutest gang member would be the straight A students who would go on to professional athletes whodealt drugs. It is where clubs would be shot up after each week. Some neighbors mentality meant to do roguish things like trashing street signs and writing gang graffiti on walls to mark their territory. Teens hung out in groups to watch thestreets smoking weed until driven off by police officers. It is where there wasa Conner liquor store and church could be found on every corner. Where gangs were not invited in the church and the store owner knew its neighborhood kids thatshopped there often and would not dare rob the store. Throughout the year, boysplayed on the basketball court training future stars as girls watched the boysplay hoping to catch one. There were street drill teams thinking of rebuttal routines for competitions. Prostitution was elevated until they got pregnant to trap a man to marry them. Girls knew who as kids who they would marry, how many children they would have, what kind of car they would drive, what type of house they would live in and knew imagined impoverished career they would work. Block parties would go on every summer where anyone could go to their block neighborhoodparties or hang out at the park block parties. Kids would have water balloon fights at the end of the school year. Neighbors would sit out playing loud music, while playing dominoes and young girls braided hair while talking girl talk. It was a time where everyone Page | 116

would support one another prone to peace when we were all one family.

Player, Spoken Word

I thought I had a man. A BMW. Ooops; but he fooled me into believing he was a good man. You see, I was not good to myself. I was not true to myself when I trusted my body to be used for free, for good conversation, for lust. I had been living a lie. I dreamt of the fairy tale wedding, having kids, a house, a good car and good job if I met the perfect mate. I thought worldly on him but you see he played me with his mind control act, that I believed it. I was his slut. You see, the player was a class act. He had it going on. He was all that. When I thought I had him wrapped around me pinky, I turned out to be a freak under neath the sheets. Brother had it going on. He was fine to me. He had a bank roll that he loved to spend on me. His personality was smooth. His conversation was intellectual. He had class. If he asked me to jump, I would say how high. For this man I was willing to go the distance. Sex was so good, I aint lying, I thought he was the one. You see, each moment of ecstasy was a lie. I was fooled into believing sex would make him special. Sex would make him all mine. Sex was the foundation of our relationship. Sex would keep him coming back to me. I had to have it. It did not matter where I did it. We could Page | 117

have sex in the jeep, sex at the crib, sex on the counter, sex at work, sex at school. I had an addiction to giving this man what he wanted, wherever he wanted whenever he wanted it. He wanted it so much; sex was the mind game we played. He tricked me into believing he needed me. He needed my loving as a token of chastity. With that said, I found the truth about sex after each child. He left me bare foot and pregnant year after year. That all those years of commitment, I was played. That I was a warm hole to pee in. that I was the kick on the side with a concubine to raise alone, no but by his cousin or maybe he said to give our child to his girlfriend or wife to raise. He said I was about nothing. I felt like nothing. There are 3 sorts of women to a man, his loyal wife, his loyal friend and his loyal freak. I was the freak he came too when his wife was not there to submit to him. Men are control freaks and if you are foolish enough to believe it, you have been played. I thought I was good enough for him to come back to me. I was a bag of tricks. Now all I speak of are commitments and having just one true love. All the men I knew were like this. I did not ask to be a hoochie mamma playing tricks by a bunch of high rollers. I wanted to be the innocent virgin who was respected and treated like an African queen. All I am saying is do not make the same mistake sleeping from man to man, when you deserve better.

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To my Unborn, Spoken Word

sorry I disrespected you. All the times I lived longing for your daddy to step up to the plate, longing for your daddy to step up to the plate, longing for your daddy to step up to the plate to claim you. For he did not know of his Godly creation. His own salvation. Instead I saved you from the agony and distress before you were born into poverty, abandonment and denial. I protected you from neglect. It is what I thought I wanted. It is about me. It is what no one understands. And when I inhaled life, I felt the taste of your breath when I aborted you. I feel the selfish pain of guilt that I betrayed you. It has always about me what I wanted to have in life. It has always about me what I wanted to have in life. It has always about me what I wanted to have in life. I could not support you. I thought I wanted us to grow together through fate to face rejection from ignorance and betrayal. I wanted my baby daddy to be a daddy. I wanted your daddy to be a daddy. I wanted your daddy to be a daddy. And so I kept you a secret. Sorry my decision was final with out much thought not knowing the inevitable of one day seeing you achieve. I chose this path, to not be born without reason but with just cause. And if I see purpose through reasoning, wanting to tell your daddy the secret that lies within me, our souls will be redeemed. Many tears, many tears, many tears; I cry. Page | 119

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URBAN POETRY MOVEMENT

Metaphor for a Tear

Middle East War a tear can be gentle as a cotton ball erasing the bondage pain a tear can be angelic as prayer with the hope to end all hatred a tear can be a cradle that holds dear to the soul a tear can release the condolence of war that kills all victims it prays upon a tear can heal anyone who believes Page | 122

in its power

Voices
A voice once talked to me And told me I would never amount to anything Voices said that I am about nothing The voice replied that I am not good enough A voice said to me I am better not to try I replied saying, I am lonely I need a keepsake friend I care about you The voices tire me My being better was only my intentions To prove nothing in particular I only wanted to feel loved You neglected to listen to my emotions Now I lie still, quiet, alone I heard a voice that said, Listen Dont give up

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Wish - Hip Hop Poetry

im so fly//you so shy//i wanta shout out a letter//to the flavor of mine rhyme//i want to rock the nation//with words so fly//so hypnotic that make some dumbfounded//wondering why//why I lock the rhyme//with so much mood//words so cool//i keep them flicking the moves//you can not come over me//your sound too dope//with a fly tongue like mine//I spin moves over the sun//I spit out words for fun//kickin it//feeling it//making them box to the beat//you cry//you cant handle my beef//I relay rhyme with so much flow//got your crew wishing//they knew how to blow//I skittle on you//like a turn table scratches//mixing hip hop like a phonetic//making your jaws drop drop//dropping low, low ,ohm//had you wishing you were me//you can only dream like sesame street//i joke and I clown at you//you stand to remain still//silence is the only reply got you feeling opey//opey rhymes dont mean a thing//i have that swagger// and no body better// aint nobody better//so
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just back off//I spin it in the street//mien sounds//skippen beats/rat a tat on this//and when i am over//the fat lady sings//uhhh ohhh//the rhyme just gets better//better to mention//you are inferior...

Poetry in Submission
Racism separate the cause of unity incognizant of what is justified subordinence as an inquiry ordinary perfect humans who strive for justice, impertinent of ill feelings in how we define truth we are no different from any other group, we have come a long way, and we strive We must move on; because, pertinence is an existing factor of survival of the human fetus. Emerge from our past, Inhale our present, create our self worth, we are the poetry of submission.

In My Own Little World

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i lie hidden underneath this mass ovations trickling high consumed within my own world a metaphor for an alibi i lie hidden underneath this mask identify a hidden past muddled confusion; a simile of failed accomplishments to be misunderstood in a world full of progress 18th Century to Present
Take these worn shackles off my feet You are wearing me down With your controlling episodes of emotion You do not own me Let me be free to express myself I felt you hold on to remit a fantasy of yours When I dont feel the same way as kids do I want to feel free from being tied down I am tired of being reminded of you When I dont exist, time does not persist And I must move on, because there is a soul Inside of me peeping out wanting to be free But you wont let me escape from your spirit You are not my soul mate, not the one I want Not the one I dream of and still you wait for my return Your ghost hunts me, stalks me follows my every mood Now, I must go to the pasture to hide Page | 126

For I can not love anyone now that you have broken my heart World Aids Day A victim of a virus; a schizophrenic that separates from the rest; which burns inside out. It is a carrier; disturbing. That spreads easily innocently amongst its victims. It is an epidemic; a drug, Spreading rigidly. Alias name, that kills the spirit amongst it preys. A disease known as Aids.

My Heart Feels Too

I wrote this poem dedication to 911

My Heart Feels Too, What I cannot see my heart feels... What I crave my heart tastes... To others triumphs and defeats my heart listens
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and to the images of Yellow orchids Red roses with petals of lime green leaves Purple oleanders and parsnips The Blue violets, White daisies and Orange daffodils I feel from the heart.

Voices
A voice once talked to me And told me I would never amount to anything Voices said that I am about nothing The voice replied that I am not good enough A voice said to me I am better not to try I replied saying, I am lonely I need a keepsake friend I care about you The voices tire me My being better was only my intentions To prove nothing in particular I only wanted to feel loved You neglected to listen to my emotions Now I lie still, quiet, alone I heard a voice that said, Listen Dont give up

Poetry in Submission Racism

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separate the cause of unity incognizant of what is justified subordinence as an inquiry ordinary perfect humans who strive for justice, impertinent of ill feelings in how we define truth we are no different from any other group, we have come a long way, and we strive We must move on; because, pertinence is an existing factor of survival of the human fetus. Emerge from our past, Inhale our present, create our self worth, we are the poetry of submission.

The Economy 2006

Creating jobs creates economic growth, to sustain energy. Increase in production creates jobs overseas. Raising the standard of living, stabilizing the economy, reflects on reducing income, the cost of living decreases, and it creates economic growth.

Educating Minds on History

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History is knowing our past

Our history began as African cults Woven a refined unit of tapestry Conflicting faith The Muslims and the Catholics Bandaged woven men, women and children as slaves By fault we could not communicate, read or write We could not marry, we practiced no faith We worked for free, to tend to farming And in houses as maids or nannies We knew God, and we fled for freedom Under the mercy of being killed; we fled And fought for freedom of slavery; granted us Alone we were granted nothing but survival We built a foundation to live on We found a stronger fate We became soldiers, educators and proprietors We reached out and gave back to our community We paid our dues as slaves to this nation We helped build this nation Through fate, we persevered, we made progress

Ode, When I Die

Someday, I would want to be... acknowledged,
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dedicated, nominated, appraised, accomplished Written down in history... Someday, I will die... And at my funeral, someone will remember me.

Do You Believe in Love

There is something about you That caught my eye I fell in love with your spirituality To hear your voice I can not stop wanting you I am fallen for you Calling you, needing you, wanting you To meditate your next move Lost in words I feel you care Engaged in life struggle My weakness is To share your touch Hold me in your arms I inhale life And exhale passion,

Is There a Need For War?

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Regards to War in Iraq

Is war a power struggle? Here, we have two figures who are trying to control to dominate over the other. The great U.S. has conquered over many in battle in belief, according to the constitution, to create liberty for all. Is war just? According to the U.S. creed, war is justifiable by means to protect the rights of all citizens. It is right to fight for a good cause? It is good to defend your beliefs? It is good to protect endangered lives? War is necessary, to fight and defend for a greater cause. Or is it?

Oxymoron
There is no racism today; but why affirmative action. There is no need for equality; but we suffer invaluable differences. There is no need for a sound education; but everyone needs a degree to prosper. There is no need for safety; but there is danger of violence. There is no need for celibacy; but we have abortion. Page | 132

There is no need for protection; but we have aids. There is no need to struggle; but we want peace. There is a need to love; but we distance ourselves.

Loneliness
Nestled upon a wooden bow quietly disdain from truth Seductive stare beneath the horizon Fallacy, justifies; yet, undermines reason

Poverty

Growing up in the Las Vegas Ghetto

Poverty is not having the econonomic status to support oneself, having to wear hand me downs past from one generation to the next, having low self esteem in school because you are unable to compete with peers, being malnutrition, socially unbalanced, being illiterate,
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being mentally unstable, unable to live a balanced life trying to cope with ones own deficiency, where the means to succeed means to survive according to ones self worth, making the best out of poor resources, living check to check, day by day on minimum wage

God
I am up and down I am all around I am in and out I am all about I am here and there I am everywhere I am omnipotent

The Economy 2006

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Raising the standard of living, stabilizing the economy, reflects on reducing income, the cost of living decreases, and it creates economic growth

My Love in Words
A peak of sun light glimmers Happiness at day break over the mountain. What I could not imagine; illuminates Life from the dull night. Light is heavens blessing And the start of a new beginning, providing hope that life will continue eternally.

Missing You
My love endures Close to my heart. I can not bear leaving you in such a bad state. When I have you near, I can hear your heart beat. Every second I am alone with you, I trust I know you Care for me. My feelings are Intrigued by your magic Come allow me
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to seduce you.

A Promise

Message from Paul Jung

A dream falters into a somber whisper. It becomes easy to make aspirations than to make it a reality. Become careful of what you ask for. Tomorrow is never promised.

Sunrise

War in Iraq
A peak of sunlight glistens happiness; piercing through the heavens at daybreak. Angelic sign illuminates life from darkness. Light is the beauty of Gods hand blessing the start of life, providing hope that prayer will continue to shine; eternally.

Trust
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separate regardless of those who want our love to End. What we feel; others can not understand. Our love is common.

Success
The first step is to catch each others eye. The second step is to get acquainted. The third step is to find romance. The fourth step is to Mate. The fifth step is to make a commitment. The sixth step it to find trust in friendship. The seventh step is to get married. The eighth step is to have children. The ninth step is to find faith in one another. The tenth step is to make the family work.

Love or Not

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I once knew of your love As a rushed feeling where We only past love through one Path we never knew what love Meant it was the passion to find Love without true meaning it was Where I could feel the tingling Sensation and laugh about as kids And not understanding what love Really meant I once knew love of How in the time we spent together Quality time together in lust yearning To feel feelings we never knew or Come to understand it was to love Or not

Las Vegas Dance in the 70s

Las Vegas Street Dancers

Dance were segregated amongst schools The elite according to race moved to Whites with hand movement Asians, Hispanics and then blacks moved with foot movement and blacks seductive moves Black dancers integrated all movements hand, foot and body to the sound of MJ and Madonna seductively You had to be mixed or light complexion to be apart of the nuance; now hip hop UNLV dancers appeared their first time at the battle of the bands noted for their dance routine As a part of LVC dance history. Page | 138

Rebound
It was my first time We journeyed together To build our love once more It was a trick to find someone To replace each other with another Fool when we cared for each other More that we got involved with lies We became disconnected and lost the Meaning of love.

The Violent Storm

A hale of fog hovering above the heavens encountering time. Haltering day an overcast of shadows Doomed into darkness. Pellets of humid dew Danced hurdling onto the ground into somber Laughter.

Time
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and did not happen When was the last time? Your heart groped over a dream you had of the future and did not come true when was the last time? You prayed And God answered your prayer Keep hope alive

Snowflake
Snowflake A snowflake falls; gently, from the sky Admits; Flittering unto The ground Pitter, pat Pitter pat Pitter, pat Frozen ice

Schizophrenia
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Taking me over and locking me in prison what do you do under harassment? A threat and a failure When you ask the question who am I to ask? Do you give up? Or do I hold on?

I am only Human
I am only human When I speak I flaunt When I smile I gesture When I laugh I clown When I pray I profess my fate When I walk I sway When I win I triumph over When I lie I rest

Metaphor for a Tear

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a tear can be angelic as prayer with the hope to end all hatred a tear can be a cradle that holds dear to the soul a tear can release the condolence of war that kills all victims it prays upon a tear can heal anyone who believes in its power

Take me back to Africa

His ebony skin is smooth as leather His hair locks lie tight as cotton His eyes dark lie slanted as a almond His thick lips mounted heavenly as a duck hoofs His walk staggered jointly in rhythm His intellectual ability impressed me His personality amused me And his dreams became my dreams became my dreams became my dreams...

An Autumn Day

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The frolic leafs of an autumn day Dense forest Piercing time Against the wind Aloft - Silenced - Crushed Murmuring whistle cries death: Rust, Scarlet, Elburn masks of leafs Lifeless a dry, humid whole.

What a Word Implies

Civil Rights are when... A word is a symbol that can be used out of context. To define a word is to emphasize meaning. A word can be a metaphor or simile or a gesture. A word can be used to describe. The fights for equality mean equal access. To define equality means to inherit opportunity: Opportunity to value a good education. Opportunity to have a good foundation. Opportunity to have the freedom once denied. Such words display hatred and degradation. We should not call each other a Niger.

A Promise
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the present dictates a vision it is easy to make proclamation than to keep them for what you wish for the future is never promised

70s LVC
Segregation of schools Population; high drop out rates Irrigation; Athletes only mixed or immigrants Annihilation; athletes graduate but could not read Degradation; pregnancy rates high amongst teens Migration; riots, disease, crime, poverty Oppression of the crippled youth

Sunrise
A peak of sun light glimmers happiness at daybreak hovering heaven what I could not imagine; illuminates life from the dull night. Light is Gods blessing and the start of a new horizon providing hope that life will continue; eternally.

To Dream to Be an American
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And an antidote of a reverie I am an American Bored and reared From different attributes of people Who from honor have each Bleed or shed a tear From the battlefields To the highest courts From the past until now Have stood their ground like patriots Wanting a new hope for all humanity to be found I am a true American Though how difficult it must seem But I am one proud American Who dares to dream

American Patriotism
Faith... is enveloped in aspiring dreams through fate alone; a purpose a republic committed to principles... Which question fear? Democracy guidance... For a government - to call to freedom Ask for Trust in which the government stands for the constitution speaks of holy guidance.

Junkie
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In Loving Memory of my Brother

Angelic dust of a smoothes bag pipe inhale desire exhale deception green hash, laced with sin powder begging death of ones inner soul my brother lays a test a rest at peace

Color
If a color pertains to a hue How depth of the hue pertains to light While a mixture of hues define a contour How much contour is needed to define beauty If I were black, brown, yellow, white or purple It would make solid black however you define it The beauty in is if opal is in fashion Black goes along with everything.

I Have a Dream
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I once dreamed of human evolution It is a world that created opportunity for man Where equality of every man was probable It is a world where technology was possible to every man I once dreamed of human mobility It is a world where education did not discriminate Where the state of man was comparable It is a world where health care is inevitable I once dreamed of peace It is a world where we solved problems through minds not killings Where is a world ridden of poverty It is a world free of hatred and denial A world free of sin

America Prosperity
Like a turtle in its hollow shell Like a bird scoring over the heavens My soul wants to escape into hopes and dreams in a journey away from sin I will never be alone I will never be alone I will run with your love, God, Leading the way from sin Page | 147

and I shall follow, You understand, your presence means a lot to me.

Choosing a Candidate
Presidency Election 2008 longing is having a desire to taste a flavor it is having the craving to fulfill an appetite it is having a addiction to motivate determination it is a value to sustain your current position longing is to rally for a candidate that critical to choice

Walking with God

I will be there to the end. O Lord Because you were there for me in My times of needs You protected me, guided me Raised me from sin in your honor You drew me near to love tall in nature of you recreation let me be redeemed eternally with your permission I will rise I will shine in your presence, O Lord I will be there to the end.
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America Speaks
I remember my struggle defending who I am I felt all alone, with no purpose You made me faithful with your heart and your love, all-powerful God you entered my soul and made me whole in my sickly mind, your Spirit prepares me for the future, i rejoice for you to judge my life with the lives of others, your Spirit faithfully reigns over the world.

A day in my life
One must walk a mile in moccasins To observe an internal journey; exasperation To mock the confusion and trifle; each step To a journey through madness, seclusion and obliteration; words To emerging forces of betrayal and envy; voices To emerge from an inclusive identity; unknown Insanity; schizophrenia

Memories
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Imagery emerges a distant path of discovery fading fast

Osama
There will be shining proposals Glasses shattering new affirmations Time bringing it in capsules to change A revelation of wishes to console Hope; An American movement Old in spirit, good in heart Osama is the answer to unlock a cold stormy knight

Addiction
Jiving high Living on the street Inhaling a lie addiction Saving for a raining day To get my stuff together A weeper over college A choice jiving high A figurate stick and a pregnancy Hustling pool on welfare Meet you at one Meet you at three One day immoral embarrassing A smile be your umbrella Dont ask The games we choose to play

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A Time Remised
Confusion Doubt Vulnerable tradition Broader horizon Modified solution Remitted projection Internal expression A supplemental gesture Emotionally biased Alternately horizon Moderately solution Danger sly projection Extra denary expression Literally a gesture Figurative Ely remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised (silence) Im out

A Black Delia
Super Women Broken hearted female Lost in addiction To support an infliction A single mom Trying to make ends meet On welfare selling her body
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Just to afford nicer things Cause child support is never enough To raise a family Father is in prison The father lay dead in the street From dealing a cocaine habit Passing aids from jail lover

The Green Pastures

Green, green grassy land Blew wild, wild wind whaling Spreading serial seeds of fertility Nurturing a natural notion Postural practice of penance Relying readily on residence Faithfully, fearing anothers fate Grass is green underneath my feet

First Steps
The etching of a Caterpillar steps Paint images of the patience it took teach grace The autistic of spindling of a spiders web Resends a creation of motivation of inspired concepts The beauty of the sun settling beneath the sea And of night parching the end of day Page | 152

Enchants memories emulating peace The gift to breath life, there is love The agility to smile, there is love The spirit of hope, there is love

Why Write
The whisk of a dragon kite Battering against the wind Defining the rule of serendipity Soaring to dimidiate reason Caught in the moment to retrieval Gravity caught by the winds of placid hands Kite surrendering freedom to express time.

God, You Inspire Me to Love

i found love while we share our feelings i found love through his moral support i found love through his laughter i found love through cross signals that overlap the shade of love i found love through his leadership, fellowship and guidance i too have found love i found love in so many ways spiritually through the grace of God many blessings mentally through comforting words Page | 153

I love you physically through the gentle strokes that glides inside of me yes i too have found love through our friendship through our family through our children i have found love

Arrow Pointing South

Love of Writing Poetry, Described

My body trembles deep inside my heart A partied of emotions An emulation A figure A stature A rhyme A remedy An emotion A tribulation A rude awakening My body trembles from emotions An outburst of emotion Once silenced Alone Me I

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BLACK VOICE

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Black people were brought to America as slaves. For many years slavery indoctrinated American life. Black people fought for their individual freedom to exhale to what society is today. After Martin Luther King Jr. died, did the civil rights movement dissipater? It seems today many rights are taken for granted because the youth do not understand what the key principle in which the movement meant for blacks. Racism today is elevated where there are barriers. It is as if they raised the bar for black standards. It is not that black people do not care. I feel it is black people who struggle each day with no foundation to restore. Black America does not protest. There are no sitting INS in malls. Some do not care to exercise the right to vote. Many voices are detuned and not heard. Wake up America. The only way black America is going to achieve is if we care to help our own kind, by supporting our own race. The same politics used to hide statutes should be used to implement black standards. We should set our own standards and our own goals in order to advance. Some say there will be no more civil rights because we stand to back stab one another in the same struggle afraid of the outcome or just by wanting to get ahead. United we stand, divided we fall. We must Page | 158

educate our youth to know this principle so they can become the future leaders and our freedom will not dissipate.

Street code of ethics is irresponsible. It is a shame when kids have to find an outlet to turn to look up to kids in gangs as a family when the code of ethics should be taught at home and not in the street. Gang violence is steadily growing population. Gangs distribute drugs, prostitution, graffiti and the highest number of deaths in the population. Kids turn to gangs to find a social commitment or a family. Parents need to talk to their children more. Parents need to find time to do activity with their children. Parents need to take time out to find out how their children are doing in school and how they may help their children's education. Children need to know how important an education is to having a good means to support their family and future. Kids need more activity to be put off the street where idol minds turn into the devil's advocate. An activity can be dancing, sports or Page | 159

recreation. An activity will provide a good source of positive influence they need to have the right discipline and code of ethics instilled in them to survive. Jail is not an option when positive influence can impact their lives forever.

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Racism has many forms. Because of the formalities involved in racist acts, racism will always exist. Racism is defined as prejudices and discrimination is in effect. Prejudice is when have preconceived notion towards another group. Discrimination is when you act against a race because of prejudices. Because there are so many types of influences that react to racism, it will never leave. Some racist feelings may be that all blacks are poor and steal. Some racist feelings may be ageist other minorities. When all minorities get together and try to come with a solvency for all racism there is no real solution that can prevent everything that goes on because it may apply in one form or another. As activist raise the bar for one culture it applies to everyone leading to the feeling of segregation. Page | 161

America is the foundation of an ethic. Slavery is a part of this ethic. The slaves helped build this nation economically. Slavery helped with trade of crops and industry. It is indebted in some minds that no man should be sold for a commodity. In this theory some Americans regret slavery as wrong. Americans depended on slaves to maintain the upkeep of their plantations. Black people were noted as second class citizens. Some people believe in this country that America was here because of the pilgrims and it is there country. It is regarded after the American war the black slave protected the country from being taken over while the Muslim raided their homes. It is a statement that at one time there were more slaves than white men. It was because of the industrial revolution that President Jefferson realized there was no more need for slavery and thus we had the Civil war that came to the end of slavery. There has been no apology

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until today from the government that institutionalized slavery was wrong.

Affirmative action derived solely on the basis of creating equality employment for minorities who are victims of discrimination. Our past history as a nation did not have equal statutes granted to all its citizens. It is said to give America its huddled masses. Some people feel that their race is superior to other races in that minorities are subordinate to man. When the slave was brought to America he was considered 1/4 human thus creating the sale of a man for economics pretenses. It is written in history that it is an outcry to state that a man can be owned by another man. Minorities throughout history were not always treated fairly. In the fifties and sixties the Jim Crow law was put into effect to a level of discrimination. Blacks were not allowed to eat in diners, were not allowed to use public bathrooms, were not allowed to sit in front of movies or theaters, were not allowed to have an equal education, and were not Page | 163

allowed to sit in the front of the bus. Blacks were considered second class citizens. Martin Luther King Jr. fought for equality amongst its people. Thus; we have affirmative action. Affirmative actions grants opportunity to find employment. Some people disagree that affirmative action is fair for hiring practices to grant employment solely on the basis of race over someone who has more experience and knowledge to fulfill the job. Some people feel it is unfair to recruit minority students to college applications to support their athletic teams, while other students are denied their application that has better academics to enter an Ivey league college. Affirmative action allows minorities to articulate their voice in a political manner whereas the voice would normally not have been heard or as effective if they were not there. Some employers would use affirmative action to hire a minority to not discriminate if they had no minority employees at their firm. The question in the hiring practices if the employers or schools were not recruiting based on race bust also on character and past influence in what the person can offer or add to the business after they are employed. We live in a world where racism exists. When we learn to overcome Page | 164

practices that eliminate discrimination, racism and prejudices then there will no longer be a need for affirmative action.

Martin Luther King Jr. day is honored in his name. Martin Luther King was an advocate demonstrating selfless acts in defense of civil rights. In comparison to Handy and Jesus, Martin Luther King fought a peaceful fight against discrimination. He represented human rights for minorities. It was not just a plight that would change civil rights for all minorities. The problem with the world today is that there is so much racism amongst all citizens it is hard to define the plight to freedom. When civil rights were activated it created opportunity for women and other minorities. Civil rights activist were minorities as well as blacks who believed in opportunity and change. The underground railway helped not only free slaves but it was an underground railway for transporting aliens into this country secretly. It was a movement that was Page | 165

voluntary dedicated to the discipline and education to the struggle of Americans. Martin Luther King Jr. was a good leader where his philosophy is active today. He was an advocate for change. He was active in changing the status quo of civil liberties. Martin Luther King changed and affected the lives of many Americans. He defended the right to diplomacy. He empowered the right to vote. He influenced the right to have a good education. To the blind, he made people aware that discrimination is not right. He led the path to freedoms never allowed in history. He created opportunity never before admissible. He delivered apathy to Americans towards discrimination. He redefined invaluable right that blacks can contribute to society as effective participants in society. He gave blacks freedoms never before admissible in history.

When I begin to distinguish the line between color lines, I become color strict. High five. Oh my God, I begin to notice that God made the blacks with so many Hughes of skin tone. While white America looks at blacks that look Page | 166

alike, I appreciate the difference of a variety of color. It is like black men can be mocha Hough, coffee complexion, chocolate cafe, cafe late and many other colors that make the black male attractive to his black female counter parts. I am so sure that the black man relics his black sisters in the same context; beautiful like a butterfly. Color not only makes you wonder why the black male is attractive to other races for the same reasons of being a part of the package. I am scared of that. What is scary is color is what makes us human. When we realize we are no different than any other human. Light skin tone is no differently treated than dark skin toned. Like lighter complexion was seen for years trendy over dark tones because they had a skin closer preferably to match white skin tone. Black people have enough to succumb where they are fighting for leadership at all means if it is to break another black down to get there. Color is no longer a factor. Like the mulatto in Louisiana created deposition to socializing with dark skin toned men. It is an inferiority complex whether a person Hough of skin is light or dark. I would not touch this with a ten foot pole. When a black marrying a white is considered a bi-racial couple, when a black marries light and dark it is considered inter racial Page | 167

couple. It is kind of like this, for years it seemed that a light black complexion women was the closest thing to marrying a white women when bi-racial marriage was unacceptable; for sure. Women have a problem with color when they compete with other cultures over men. Black women do not get along and now to meet their competition they date white men. Bi-racial marriage is becoming a social norm in the U.S. making race a myth over equality. Skin is only skin deep. What counts is like Martin Luther King said that we should not judge a person by the color of his skin, but the content of his character. America needs to go beyond color lines and feel comfortable in his own skin with what is inside of him. Biracial dating is something new and familiar. There are a lot of important figures who marry and have kids outside their race. The slave owner is said to have bi-racial children. It has been going on a long time and yet not fully accepted by all. Sometimes the relationship does not always work. Military are known to marry bi-racially. Sometimes if you are black you may choose someone your own pigment over another tone. Falling in love is more than a skin tone. It is caring for what is inside. White men have character too. They are also human. It is Page | 168

possible to meet someone from another country and being caught off guard to fall in love with him for his personality. It crosses the line with him and other African American men for people to question a bi-racial couple. It is surprising to see in America today that people are still color strict and feel that you better not test the boundary of bi-racial marriage. It is often compared to same sex marriage in a different way. Without the couple being the same thing, they cannot have sex, they cannot have children so why all the boo ha judging if they belong together or are they ready to have a child that is bi-racial or to look for another mom for their child is awful. The Lord says; do not judge because this allows others to judge you.

God bless the meek and humble for he may inherit the world - The Bible. I believe we live in a society that is inhibiting by nature. My childhood was during the early 70's and 80's. We called ourselves the newer old school which was the generation between new
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and old school. We had a certain way of doing things different than the new school. How we worked computers, how we solved math problems and with our technique of writing and studying to prepare us for college and life. We believed in it takes a village to raise a child. Our neighbors were always looking out for us to protect us from wrong deeds. The children knew they were cared for. Las Vegas was a small city where everyone knew each other. If you were in trouble; everyone knew and as you were punished - you were put to shame by all your friends. You may have not wanted to get into trouble any more. We survived poor resources growing up in a middle class neighborhood. If a neighbor needed something, it was provided by others. If a neighbor needed help cutting the yard or washing their car, getting medicine - it also was provided. Celebrations were where everyone would chip in to pay the expenses. It was necessary to attend church every Sunday. Church was a time to pray and socialize with parishioners who cared for the children as well. Every Sunday it was necessary to attend Sunday school to
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understand the liturgy of the Catholic Church. One had to wear dresses to church. On Easter and Christmas was a time to dress fancy in memory of Jesus. Everyone would mind their elders or they would be disciplined. And you better not act up in church because someone would be there to straighten you out. It was a time to pray. The women of the church were the threshold of the church keeping the faith in their child. Today; children talk back to their elders. Calculators are used in schools. Ebonics is used in English classes. We would have detention every day after school with a packed class room of students being disciplined to do their work. Today; kids are not kept after school because no one is held responsible for not having their children to doing homework. Kids are not being punished for doing wrong. Children face being shot at school or in their neighborhoods. It is a society where gang violence is strong. Our children are going to prisons. Church is no longer as valued. It is where children can where whatever they
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can afford to church. It is not as sacred. Children pierce any part of their bodies and where it to work. Baggy pants and jeans hanging off their hips is a trendy style. Who is setting the trends? The society of rappers and hookers in the videos is where the children motto to become. Where newer old school valued a good education, children today know they will make the same money dropping out of high school with an associate degree. It is a different society than today. Children respond with negative comments to what newer old school thought it as talking back. Talking back to an adult was not heard of. Responding with yes mama meant giving respect to your elder. Making the most out of poor resources was survival in the world. We live in a society where the youth suffers being placed in prison to teach tolerance to a child. It is the tolerance taught back then that a child nurtured at home. It is a society of give and take, even if it means to hurt others. People pass by and not care likes the Good Samaritan. It is the attitude that gives or takes where if one had to destroy you to get what they want it is the only way
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out. It is the attitude what is in it for me. It is not a team of support like in the past. I feel no one really cares anymore.

When I begin to distinguish the line between color lines, I become color strict. High five. Oh my God, I begin to notice that God made the blacks with so many Hughes of skin tone. While white America looks at blacks that look alike, I appreciate the difference of a variety of color. It is like black men can be mocha Hough, coffee complexion, chocolate cafe, cafe late and many other colors that make the black male attractive to his black female counter parts. I am so sure that the black man relics his black sisters in the same context; beautiful like a butterfly. Color not only makes you wonder why the black male is attractive to other races for the same reasons of being a part of the package. I am scared of that. What is scary is color is what makes us human. When we realize we are no different than any other human. Light skin tone is no differently treated than dark skin
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toned. Like lighter complexion was seen for years trendy over dark tones because they had a skin closer preferably to match white skin tone. Black people have enough to succumb where they are fighting for leadership at all means if it is to break another black down to get there. Color is no longer a factor. Like the mulatto in Louisiana created deposition to socializing with dark skin toned men. It is an inferiority complex whether a person Hough of skin is light or dark. I would not touch this with a ten foot pole. When a black marrying a white is considered a bi-racial couple, when a black marries light and dark it is considered inter racial couple. It is kind of like this, for years it seemed that a light black complexion women was the closest thing to marrying a white women when bi-racial marriage was unacceptable; for sure. Women have a problem with color when they compete with other cultures over men. Black women do not get along and now to meet their competition they date white men. Bi-racial marriage is becoming a social norm in the U.S. making race a myth over equality. Skin is only skin deep. What
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counts is like Martin Luther King said that we should not judge a person by the color of his skin, but the content of his character. America needs to go beyond color lines and feel comfortable in his own skin with what is inside of him. Bi-racial dating is something new and familiar. There are a lot of important figures who marry and have kids outside their race. The slave owner is said to have bi-racial children. It has been going on a long time and yet not fully accepted by all. Sometimes the relationship does not always work. Military are known to marry bi-racially. Sometimes if you are black you may choose someone your own pigment over another tone. Falling in love is more than a skin tone. It is caring for what is inside. White men have character too. They are also human. It is possible to meet someone from another country and being caught off guard to fall in love with him for his personality. It crosses the line with him and other African American men for people to question a biracial couple. It is surprising to see in America today that people are still color strict and feel that you better not test the boundary of bi-racial marriage. It is often
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compared to same sex marriage in a different way. Without the couple being the same thing, they cannot have sex, they cannot have children so why all the boo ha judging if they belong together or are they ready to have a child that is bi-racial or to look for another mom for their child is awful. The Lord says; do not judge because this allows others to judge you.

I profess in Christianity. I believe God is eternal. I believe in the forgiveness of sins. I believe in confessions will save my soul. I believe in life after death. I believe in spirituality and after life. I believe in God and His religion. I do not believe a mistake I made as a child will have to hunt me through others moral faith. I believe that the mistake a child makes shall not define who you are as an individual in adult life. Mistakes are how a child grows into an adult. I made the mistake of being with my brother at the age of eight. I confessed my sins then to a preacher and still today I am hunted down by people being called a whore when we did nothing but see each other nude.
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He was 12 and I was 8. He as the older brother should have told me not to. I feel sorry even today when I am on trial by his girlfriend that wants to label and misjudge me by an unkind act and mistake I made as a kid. I am still being judged where she wants to steal my child because of my past. I feel sorry that it happened. I hear rumors. I hear whispers. None of it is true. We did not do anything and people choose to speculate any way. I have never been with a man since the age of 8. Growing up I faced having rocks thrown at me, being called a whore, being called a lesbian, them stating I was desperate for sex and now with my therapist is judging my psychic life if I am justified as normal for wanting to keep by my religion and not have sex until after I am married. Priest who live their life like Jesus with no sex are labeled gay by outside religions. I know none of the things are true. Masturbation even is practicing safe sex. Selling your body for any type of monetary value is prostitution. My religion is against prostitution and yet I am judged for the one time at eight years old. I am almost forty now. I think of how many women
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have enjoyed sex so many times by the age of forty and yet I am labeled. It is discrimination. I am being misjudged. I admit it was a sin and I vow to die a virgin because of the curse from paranoia that led me to my decision. I feel verticality is the only way I can be free and my soul saved. If I led a life where I was to not date men, I would feel salvation from having sex. If I led a life to not have friends, I would be free from doing sinful acts. If I were to live in seclusion, I will alienate me from trespassers who do scare religious acts. If I were to practice the acts of kindness and being nice to people the same ways I would want to be treated, my soul would be saved. If I lived a life practicing the words in the Bible, I will be free from desolation acts. They say an idol mind is the devil's den and I want to be free of sin. I feel I was cursed since the age of eight by the non-Christian people used it to ruin my life. In my religion it is a sin to use God's words in vein. I would never hurt a child by molesting it. I feel every child should be free from sin and live their childhood free from sex. R Kelly is an example of a sex predator that needs help. Michael
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Jackson was never proven to do wrong and with R Kelly they have proof that he has an illness to molest young girls even at 13 years old on video. It is because of their money and fame they got away with it and it is unjust. The priest that rapes those young boys in the Catholic Church taking away their virginity is wrong and should receive punishment for their sins. Somehow we must find salvation in religion and the church. My church says that if you confess your sins and you have shown God you have changed your soul will be free from sin. I believe I made a mistake as a child and I want to be forgiven.

My great grandparents were born in the early 1900's. They worked for a two quarters between them per month. They found work picking cotton from the fields in Mississippi. The currency was different then. It was hardly sufficient to live off of. My great grandparents made it as far as an eighth grade education. Then it was the highest grade. As high as college they assumed. The drove a wagon. There
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were no cars or television nor radio then. They walked many miles to catch the bus on dirt roads. Classes were taught in small one room shacks. There books were not upgraded and poor. The dolls were pitch black Aunt Gamma dolls. My grandmother generation women could become nannies and maids. Men could find work in the civil service or something remedial even with an education. Their education made it as far as the 6th grade education. My parents grew up in the Civil rights era. Mother says the only jobs available to Negro females were to become a nurse or teacher. One could earn as much as a few dollars a month. It was unheard of to become a secretary while it was for men. For men to find work; they could pick cotton. My parents were college educated. They each talked about how the economy affected their lives. One could buy a candy bar for one cent

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and maybe go to the movies for a dime. The value of a dollar inhibited social living. I did not find work until I was 26 years old as a cashier. I had a junior college education. I earned less than minimum wage at four dollars and hour. They say one should not judge a book by its cover for you may learn a lot about life in finding truth in what is written inside. Define integrity of the issues is a battle following the lead of misconception. Insecure ignorant voices escape: Go home, go home nigger, you better quit. Ha, ha, ha we will show that dumb nigger who is the best. You can commit suicide nigger, we hope you die. How dare you give this dumb nigger a better grade? It is hard to believe that dumb nigger wrote this. The dumb nigger cannot add. The dumb nigger cannot spell. The dumb nigger belongs in prison. The dumb nigger has a mental problem. Who does the dumb nigger think he is? The
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nigger ought to be scared of us. At least I did not get a failing grade like the dumb nigger in the class. Take your face mask off nigger, it is Halloween. Escort this nigger out with hand cuffs. The dumb nigger is just sitting in the class. Your skin is as dark as this black marker and marked on the skin.

Slavery began in the 14th century and continued through the 18th century for 400 years. Today men are still embodied with racism. More than half the population of black men is being incarcerated in prisons, while women are left destitute to raising their children alone to support through prostitution. Young children are raising themselves without a parent attending their needs. The young children make their own decisions they are treated harsher discipline in survival in society that does not care. This is still institutionalized slavery where black people are withdrawn from a society that dictates hatred. It is relevant that the racism of the past does not exist in the same form today. Every time I hear racist slurs, my feelings are hurt. I wish I could scrub my skin color off and Page | 182

it stays with me. My skin pigment is a part of my identity. The whole person in me becomes withdrawn. I feel that the skin determines how one is looked upon. Stereotypes are attached to skin tone. You belong to a gang, you are on drugs, you belong in prison, you are uneducated, you are an alcoholic, you are a whore...No blacks allowed, and you are different. Racism is a catalyst for emancipation. Racism defies true character. When people begin to label man, he is denying his true essence from the beauty within. Through my lifetime I heard these comments being said. Words can cripple the sole inside of man to want to turn away to deny his self-image. How does one overcome his ability to succeed when he is encased in slavery? Society states you need a good education. Three strikes you are out and depended on homelessness. Women cannot afford to raise their children it becomes a never endless cycle of welfare to each generation. College tuition is very expensive and once you graduate there is no determination you can use your degree to work remedial jobs. The leaders in society help doing volunteer work for the church and organizations to benefit the community. For positive change; is inevitable. It is a never ending cycle of poverty passed down from each Page | 183

generation to face the consequences to become the stereotypes and labels brought upon them in society to look upon. Church is an insolvent answer to be a reborn Christian the first step in asking for help to survive on current issues going on in your life. Lord please grants me the peace of mind and the serenity to live my life in accordance of God...

On an episode on Good Times, JJ wanted to understand what it meant to be white as opposed to being black. JJ had lived this image for one day and he learned it is different. While a black cannot rub the black off his skin, it is a determining factor of how you look at life. Some people want to see segregation in society thinking the new era will change how it is perceived. Some may go to segregated colleges based on what they are they would identify and socialize better at a black college. While some may adjust well going to an integrated college. There is no difference in education. At black college; Page | 184

other minorities such as Jews may attend the school for profiling. The struggle to complete college is the same. Some men go to college just to join a fraternity for re pore. Some may pick a college by determining their activity and sports team that draws them to an education wishing they could take it back. Clarence Thomas rationalizes that there is no need for affirmative action. It is his belief that it only applies to the affluent in politics. It is where the privileged are attained to rights that lower class would not have the support. I would explain to Thomas that there is a need for poor to seek equal representation. That the affluent may have a better education and resources but that is a deterrent to the poor with poor resources that are deceived through profiling police. I would state that the poor may result belittling endeavors due to the upbringing of them that led them astray. That they need a second chance, prayer and hope to other outlets. It is where they need role models in the church and schools or leading groups like fraternities to let them know there is a possibility to getting out the hood to being successful. There is hope of being ex-gang members to being affluent role models. Black should not be deceived where discrimination Page | 185

becomes an ailment to telling the poor they do not count and they should not have a voice. Education should open the door to opportunity to advance. Not all blacks who attend college are socializing. Some blacks are there to better themselves because they know regardless of background there is a chance to receive an education that can get them a better job. I went to parochial school. My school was small. Everyone knew each other. Attending parochial school was a privilege that not all encounter. It set a set of rules that are different than public school students. Because I had the background of being in class with prodomitely white I view things differently. Without the education of being in advanced classes with predominantly white, I would not survive college as I have. I have been confronted with the competition all my life.

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No race, color, ethnicity or gender should be a dividing factor of selection that is granted the right to enter college, while there are so many dividing factors that discriminate on this basis. Why should black athletes enter a college based on race? Why should men be encouraged to be better in Math and Science than women? Why is the population of women graduates higher than men? Why should the population of ethnicity divide races on campus? Is any of this justification of why things are the way they are? Are poor people deficient in entering college based on their learning disabilities? How many college graduates are mentally handicapped? Do we divide the blind and physically handicapped as being socially disordered? Should any of these things dividing barriers in college entrance? No one should be discriminate against period. Many of these factors make college life more interesting. It becomes a challenge when students compete for
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college academics. With more competition, it raises the status quo of the college. Students should be allowed in college if they meet the standards for entering school. This is determined by GPA and by meeting the standards of admissions. It would be fulfilling to find an athlete who can compete academically, to find women interested in math and science, to find more male applicants to finish school, to find college academics integrated and to find people with disabilities able to master academics.

The "N" word is not appropriate use in society today. The "N" word is defined by Webster's dictionary as a poor, uneducated black man. It should not be used by black people or others. It is a derogatory word that misrepresents the black race. It derivation came from the time of slavery and has carried on to be used openly amongst black people to referred to in jokingly manner. Page | 188

Blacks use it to signify justification. Some blacks acknowledge its use as inflammatory. The "N" word is used in music and the movies in that everyone should relate to the word and to know its intentions. If derogatory words such as the "H" word or the "P" word or other inflammatory words are not acceptable use in society black should feel uncomfortable using the "N" word because it refers back to slavery.

Because I was born in 1969, after Civil Rights died, some people feel that I never experienced racism like they knew it being from that era. I was born in Meridian, Mississippi from two school teachers down south country. My heritage implies that my ancestors were slaves; but I am part Choctaw Indian, Hispanic Indian and African. I am very much an American of middle class decent.
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Segregation of schools was not effective in Las Vegas until the late 70's. I was the first black/AfricanAmerican student who entered a parochial elementary school. I was the first black-American, poor that the school asked to be a Junior Alpha-Beta Honor Society. There was a young black student who entered a parochial school named Angela who is reported missing according to the news of the 70's. I do not agree that since Civil Rights died so did the issues die as well. As more programs were made to help the movement the bar has been raised for many minorities. As being of Catholic faith, I have had confrontations outside my religious belief who beg to differ or confide within my moral faith. I have been threatened by non-Christians had rocks and eggs thrown at me because we were different.

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I was always called the blackest student of my class. I had slave-like skin pigment to most the class as they refereed me. I felt that most the fair complexioned blacks had inferential treatment and was graded higher. My great-grandmother was a Black Indian Princess and from this I experienced hate threats from being in disbelief that I was different than all African ancestry. I had my door and garage door kicked in. I was called a whore for being biracial. My Catholic faith does not believe in prostitution. Some people thought I was oddity in that I did not communicate with others well. They felt I was trying to be better than they were. I believed in working hard for a good education. I felt studying was more important than getting involved with people who had been to juvenile hall, junkies, drug addicts or prostitutes. I was brought upon different moral than some people. I have never taken drugs like marijuana or cocaine. I never smoked cigarettes. I never believed in drinking alcohol. This behavior is
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different than most high school students and college students I knew. I was different and did not fit in with the in-group. I was different because I was poor. Some people felt that because I was black and poor that I should fail out of high school and college to become a stripper or junkie on drugs. I stayed in college to study to become a college instructor instead. With my learning disability and mental disability, I faced many obstacles. It takes a lot of determination to want to strive to fight the decease to better myself. With medication, I have survived obstacles. Most Paranoid Schizophrenics are homeless living on the street. I am a survivor. Poetry

Penguins that play in ice

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Whales swarming loops in the ocean Squires that hobbit in trees Birds that mate in the spring 1. Oceans sting black pearls of oil Skis hover above clouds of Grey smoke Trees burned down by fire Quad mires destroyed by man It is man's invention Of technology Depleting nature through Inventions of energy Factories creating pollution The dark ages had the same

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Intention, to dig Irrigation deep seeded In the earth Ozone's in the atmosphere In question by gasses Depleting within Ice melted by heat As its resource is used for Cleaner water demand An innovation by man determines The outcome of That affected the lives of Man, nature and environment

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Put to an end Life is too precious to destroy

Rain fall down Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain We are at war For no reason Let me find my serenity Millions die of Aids How can it be Life in jailed in surveillance An institutionalized slavery

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Kids wish their lives away With drugs and alcohol each day We pray that The rain falls down Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain The rain falls down Let it rain Teenagers getting pregnant And ditching school Parents are in wonder If they are the fools

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Another man lynched down south Another man out of work Thousands of mothers on welfare There just isnt any hope The rain falls down It fall hard and deep Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain The rain falls down Let it rain No one goes to church Without burden and weak

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In prayer to let them make it Through another week Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain...Rain down Rain down, let it rain Rain, Rain, Rain Let it rain You, you are all All of me All I had kept inside me For so long It seems too bad

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The memories I feel Letting go You, you are the one Who made me feel whole you light up my life With so much soul On high knowing you Missing you Touching you For so long I cannot bare letting go 1. You, You are all All that belongs to me Reminiscing about our past

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How we were true friends I needed a shoulder to cry to I needed a friend to talk to I needed a lover to share My hearts has fallen I was crazy about you I needed you Wanted you Missing you You, you are all All that is inside Crazy about love You, you are all

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All its about Feeling for the past Recalling your every move I cannot believe you are gone Touched by a friend Like angel Who was there for me? To lean on To cry on To feel for All that is inside Crazy about your love You, it's you

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All its about you If I could rain heaven Down on earth Life would be a disguise To find reason How I could live alone Myself, by myself all alone finding reason To keep you here inside There is a place Deep rooted inside of me That treasures all feelings Making it possible to share The gift of love you gave me

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With others Now that I know how to love I want to stay Believing reason In me, it is about you In me, that I learn to survive It is you, I feel like believing I am free to escape It is you, all about you It is you, all about you I am who I am I am free

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A Promise is A dream sparse Into a somber whisper The present Dictates a vision It is easy to make a proclamation Than to keep one Be careful For what you wish for For the future is never Promised

It is bad enough

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I had to say good buy To find you so fly Of all the alibis Now I am all alone and confused Wondering whos next to fit your shoes There may not be another Just like you What else am I to do? Sending shouts out to yesterday I am left cold; no way am I all alone I am all alone My life's in fear I will always be alone, in tears

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No one but no one can make it alone All alone without a friend To talk to, hang out and live in sin Why oh why, does it have to be this way Could we not just be friends, I am afraid To be without you...sad For what we had was true A new beginning, is what is life about I will have to take another route To comfort, to love another like me If you were not so permissive We would see it is not working From you to me

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I am alone All alone I am alone 1.

18th Century to Present 1. Take these worn shackles off my feet You are wearing me down With your controlling episodes of emotion You do not own me Let me be free to express myself I felt you hold on to remit a fantasy of yours When I don't feel the same way as kids do

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I want to feel free from being tied down I am tired of being reminded of you When I don't exist, time does not persist And I must move on, because there is a soul Inside of me peeping out wanting to be free But you won't let me escape from your spirit You are not my soul mate, not the one I want Not the one I dream of and still you wait for my return Your ghost hunts me, stalks me follows my every mood Now, I must go to the pasture to hide For I cannot love anyone now that you have broken my heart

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18th Century to Present 1. Take these worn shackles off my feet You are wearing me down With your controlling episodes of emotion You do not own me Let me be free to express myself I felt you hold on to remit a fantasy of yours When I don't feel the same way as kids do I want to feel free from being tied down I am tired of being reminded of you When I don't exist, time does not persist And I must move on, because there is a soul Inside of me peeping out wanting to be free

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But you won't let me escape from your spirit You are not my soul mate, not the one I want Not the one I dream of and still you wait for my return Your ghost hunts me, stalks me follows my every mood Now, I must go to the pasture to hide For I cannot love anyone now that you have broken my heart

I am in love with you I cannot explain The way I feel for you My love is deep, so deep The world would end
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Full of emotions Full of emotions I must defend I am in love with you I cannot explain The ways I feel For this love is real My love is deep, so deep I cry about the break up Hoping we would make up And it ends in silence Deep, deep silence You will always have my love

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To travel near of far I cannot let you go Without saying that I love you And this love is true Just to make up to break up Full of emotions I must defend My love is deep, so deep The caged bird sings.

Presidency Election 2008 Longing is having a desire To taste a flavor it is having

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The craving to fulfill an Apatite it is having an addiction To motivate determination It is a value to sustain your Current position longing is to rally For a candidate that critical to Choice

Children are our future leaders In deciding the outcome of the fate as a nation Children represent consciousness of actions That will determine level of competencies and invention It is our duty to teach children to develop reason
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So that they will be prepared to instruct The next generation

My soul quivers with emotion. My heart divided by the loss of a true friend. I experience phases of unearthed passion; Perturbed with urgency, seeking soon your return.

Rain down on man Reaching heights no one else can Riveting thoughts of ovation Pouring pure resolution It is raining life

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It is pouring dreams A dependency rain down On life's resources

Memories Memories honor our time together honoring our time apart That we spent together A promise we were meant for each other The good memories of our past Memories Remembering our last words we spoke Remembering our laughter broke Into tears, we felt the affection
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Our hearts broke into reflection The memories we shared were true Memories Of the times of us together Spreading good news for our love forever Of the times we shared in peace with God Memories, oh memories Memories... It is hard letting go of loved ones When our time is valued as a couple When our days outlive time Of our hearts intertwined The memories of our love

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Memories of our love Memories of our love The memories, memories, remember us Remember what love is Remember, remember, memories

I vaguely trace your appearance A distorted figurine from the past Blotches of ink splotches across the canvass Splotches of oil dances life to an unknown postulant Imagery emerges a distant path of discovery Fading fast

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Dreams are made of the feelings we share Together as one hoping that our Love will never end 1. I would make your dreams become true Only if you would want me to If your dream were to travel I would sail around the world to the depth of the ocean We would enjoy the ride If your dream were to fight for life I would challenge death To console your soul with prayer To do what is right
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If your dream were to be rich I would empower your self esteem And be an anchor to your dream If your dream were to be a soldier I would be your Sergeant at arms Protecting you from your enemy Guiding you from harm If you dream were to find fame I would attract popularity With gainful employment With fame and popularity the same If your dream were to find peace I would give you my soul

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We would be in this together Through rich or through poor If your dream were to find charity I would give you my heart Or love would be forever From sickness and health do we part? If I could answer your prayer I would give you my faith Through all hope Love will give or take If man can dream I would be your counterpart To love, to hold, to Cherish

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Forever love, forever love, forever love XO

My heart wonders around inside my soul Dwindling the pain of loss Dwindling hurt emotions of failure Dwindling remorse from the present and the past Dwindling time as time passes Not a day without wonder of Who I am what I am worth or if There is a possibility of hope My life endures pain Waiting for the pain to go away, go away My heart dwindling the pain to go away
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Heartbreak voices surround inside my mind Will not let go, dwindling away time My heart that wonders inside my soul The feelings of loved ones Carries my soul forever intentions To live as long as love lives My heart wonders around inside my soul Inside my soul Inside my soul Dwindling the pain of loss and failure No remorse, no presence a past Dwindling time as it passes by I sit in wonder why I live this choice

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It is God's decision for me to live Inside my soul, I pray Thank you oh Lord For life

Refrain: I believe in miracles I believe in dreams I lift my voice To be heard Heaven only knows what I feel I believe I believe

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1. Chorus: I believe in a celestial of stars Dancing in heaven above I believe in showers falling down on me Is a sign of love, a sign of love? I believe Chorus: I believe in family helping one another Even in times most need be I believe in miracles I believe in being friends I believe in you and me Chorus: I believe in the Lord

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Having a helping hand Always listening to our call To deliver us from the bad I believe in the cause To surrender love effortlessly I believe in God I believe in miracles All hope foresees I believe I believe Chorus: When I was in doubt, in doubt I felt the pain, a special healing

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To deliver me from death and destitution To a place where a rock lies God answered my prayers, he delivered me When I failed to pray I walked a lonely road God carried me; he delivered me and is free You see I was never alone, he cares, oh yes he cares When I was in doubt Faith led my way, I was never alone I followed his word, yes his holy word And I was healed, I believe in miracles I believe in love I believe in guidance

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Yes, Lord I believe in you

A dream falters into a Somber whisper. It becomes easy to make Aspirations than to make it A reality. Become careful of What you ask for, for tomorrow Is never promised.

Dream of the day I would come to say it is not just another day I would say safely from return

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Of delusion, illusion and allusion I would reminisce of high grandiose Doing things unmanageable things Of being a star athlete, a writer and pageantry I dream of the day Where I could say What I did was of today I would live my life Where my present in my daily life Was a daily chore full of ambition? Full of glamour I would be thankful I could help someone Or do a good deed where my past meant no more

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And my past was not just a dream I dream of the day I would come to say It is not just another day It is not a dream I would return safely from Delusion, illusion and allusion Where acts of kindness Were a cliquey I would dream of what I could do now Now is all that really matters I could be me If my life were not a dream

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I would be me

Think I want to run away To a better state of mind I think my life has to find A piece of mind If only I could stay I think I want to run away, Run away, run away To capture meaning Of what I cannot grasp The meaning of being grown And on my own To find a piece of mind

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A better state of mind At piece with who I am What I have become To find meaning of love forward life Run away, run away, run away To capture the meaning of life If I run away It will be another day In any way I cannot stay I'll just run away To capture meaning Of being grown

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Deny all ethics Of staying alive Life will have new meaning I will find love I will run away I will run away Run away, run away, run away And find love

There are people asking Why, Why, Why Are people dying? In a senseless war

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Why, Why, Why Are our soldiers dying? Who are we lying to? So many body bags So many dismantled bodies 1. Why, why In a senseless war Who are we protecting? Who are we defending? The war is getting us nowhere In a war already won By the people there Why, why, why

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Are people that die each day Some of ours Many of theirs that want peace Deterred from lies Why, why, why In a senseless war A fight for oil A fight for world peace A fight for democracy A plight to plea A fight to control When we are not wanted there We fight to create world hope

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And we are getting nowhere Why, why, why In a senseless war We see the changes We deny retreat In a nation unstable Why don't we just flea Why, why, why In a senseless war We fight for the principles Our for fathers gave To create unity In a country enslaved

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By chaos and fatigue People lead in unsanitary Why, why, why In a senseless war Please let us find a solution To stopping the violence To fight for a common defense Let us leave this war with good intention Why, why, why In a senseless war We have the lowest education in the nation There is homeless living in the street Our children do not have any health insurance

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Affirmative action is in question We want to avoid World War III Our economy is in secession Our reputation is in question Our sanity is in question We have standards to meet other nations are building nuclear We fight terrorism to defeat Why, why, why In a senseless war

My biggest struggle Was getting over you While you controlled my life
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I lie in death Longing for your return To be fooled our love Meant something To both of us My biggest struggle Was letting go I wanted to believe You needed me In your life To make life complete You left me destitute Like a prostitute

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My biggest struggle Is to carry on Like we had no meaning Missing you Getting over you My biggest struggle Was replacing you When it seems there is No better than you My biggest struggle was Getting over you Struggle, la, la, la Struggle getting over you

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La, la, la Getting over you

Azure sky mounted behind gaseous clouds, Metallic Ocean flutters beneath mystic barriers, Vegetation barely over muddled olive terrain, Orange horizon to the break of mourning Life surrenders to natures beauty.

Remember my struggle Defending who I am I felt all alone, with no purpose You made me faithful with your

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Heart and your love, all-powerful God You entered my soul and made me whole In my sickly mind, your Spirit prepares me For the future, I rejoice For you to judge my life With the lives of others, Your Spirit faithfully Reigns over the world. Like a turtle in its hollow shell Like a bird scoring over the heavens My soul wants to escape into Hopes and dreams In a journey away from sin

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I will never be alone I will never be alone I will run with your love, God, leading the way from sin And I shall follow, You understand, Your presence means a lot to me. I will be there to the end. O Lord Because you were there for me in My times of needs You protected me, guided me Raised me from sin in your honor You drew me near to love

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Tall in nature Of you recreation let me be Redeemed eternally with your Permission I will raise I will shine in your presence, O Lord I will be there to the end. 1. Children are our future leaders In deciding the outcome of the fate as a nation Children represent consciousness of actions That will determine level of competencies and invention It is our duty to teach children to develop reason So that they will be prepared to instruct The next generation
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Longing is having a desire to taste a flavor it is having The craving to fulfill an Appetite it is having an addiction To motivate determination It is a value to sustain your Current position longing is to rally For a someone that is critical to choice

Loneliness Loneliness is when you Consume your time making Excuses deciding your past Loneliness is when you
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Confiscate time to find Reasons for being late Loneliness is when you Lose your memory and release it With accolades of deception You are all alone When you stopped enjoying life

Life is a continuum of itself; Life is a reflection of a journey, From its course in choices you make of it

I can barely feel your presence

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Emotions left and are not around I vaguely recall your whispering Within my heart, as my body trembles With fear of not having you here With me, reminding me that The light traces your path to where Life began, mourning not to sell Your soul to the devil; peacefully You lie to rest

I can barely feel your presence Emotions left and are not around I vaguely recall youre whispering within my heart, as my body trembles
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With fear of not having you here With me, reminding me that The light traces your path to where Life began, mourning not to sell Your soul to the devil; peacefully You lie to rest

You do not know how well You make me feel When you are around My life is complete With your presence With your touch

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I feel loved by you It is a feeling I never had before To trust my life In your hands Was a big step You do not know how it felt To feel your warm embrace I opened up to you To allow this to happen With so much emotion I felt love Love like no other

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You captured the essence Of my heart When we talked It added meaning It was a friendship tied In a know Head over heels for you I remember what love was like Since your life has not been the same Your love is forever In my memories I remember my first love My first kiss

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My first hug I reminisce, I remember

Shah I got a secret I am keep en from you Shah Do not take it as a surprise It is kept a trinket Down in my soul That embellishes truth Of a matter of fact Kept hidden underneath my skin Shah

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I got a secret Undeniably innocent from a lie Saying where I go Where I came from Don't tell Shah I got a secret I been holding it inside I clam up to ignore Emulations of fantasy Like a never ending story That hunts my desire Locking you in sight

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Memories unfold fallacy A tale about you too Shah I got a secret Is it meant for you? Be not pretentious Evidence lurks back at you Shah I got a secret If I told anyone It will erupt from inside I don't want anyone to know this My love is an impostor

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Twin invalid Shah It is a secret No one must know Shah I got a secret Shah I got a secret Shah I got a secret, a secret Shah I got a secret I don't want anyone to know Shah, I keeping it From me to you, shah

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I got a secret If I were to tell Its purpose It would not add meaning To its pretense It is held enveloped inside I am your secret admirer Shah, don't tell I remember you as someone else Or did I represent a twin Why this kind of thing does happens With something within Shah, can you read my mind

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I felt passion with your ghost I could feel your presence Youre the one Youre the one It was you I saw in a dream My pretend friend I felt your presence Holding my soul Easing the pain Erasing all fear Shah, do not tell Unless you feel it too

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Stars shine so brightly So far away Mystical dome of planets A source of light Of any given day The horoscope awakens Illusion Each to find his way Sparkling so high above The heavens Granting life, there is Someone out there Watching us through truth

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The stars a sign of heaven is present in the lives above

Falling from deception Not knowing where it all ends 1. Failing to conceive a notion Of what ailment I strive to be Hopeless feeling of defeat Whole became empty In confronting my worst fear And denial Became serenity for departure In a world full of despair
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Falling from heaven Falling from life Falling from death Finding ever ending peace With my identity

Americas Prosperity 1. like a turtle in its hollow shell Like a bird scoring over the heavens My soul wants to escape into Hopes and dreams In a journey away from sin I will never be alone

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I will never be alone I will run with your love, God, leading the way from sin And I shall follow, You understand, Your presence means a lot to me.

Americas Prosperity 1. like a turtle in its hollow shell Like a bird scoring over the heavens My soul wants to escape into Hopes and dreams in a journey away from sin I will never be alone

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I will never be alone I will run with your love, God, leading the way from sin And I shall follow, You understand, Your presence means a lot to me.

Paranoia Schizophrenia 1. I hear the voices everywhere Through every source The television and radio By campus, travel and shopping I hear the voices talking to me

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Anticipating the will to do wrong Finding fault of my present and past I hear the voices talking to me Knowing everything about me Detail for detail saying things That hurt, make me cry and scream I hear the voices in my head Voices that say I am unhealthy Voices that question that I steal Voices that say I cheat Voices that threaten me and my family I hear voice, the voices in my head That tells me to back off

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That tells me to quit Conversing back and forth with a voice Talking to God, "God bless the meek and humble" "As I walk through the valley of fire, I hear no evil, I feel no evil, and I fear no evil" The voices state I will remain innocent The voices are in a confrontation with God God protects me from sin, the voices I hear voices in my head that are delusions From a past that does not exist I hear the voices conversion I hear the voices that say "Do not give up."

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The voices follow me everywhere They are desperate trying to acquit me I pray each day for forgiveness a promise I will do better Hoping someday the voices will get to Know me and stop their voices

A woman is feminine by nature She carries her weight with grace She can be affirmative at times She can be superior and raise a family and work A woman can define sensuous traits She can dictate space
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She can be lead a race A woman can be an innocent rose She can be psychic and recognize reason She can be compassionate in what she does By nature, a women is instinct

It is bad enough I had to say good buy To find you so fly Of all the alibis Now I am all alone and confused Wondering whos next to fit your shoes There may not be another

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Just like you What else am I to do? Sending shouts out to yesterday I am left cold, no way I am all alone I am all alone My life's in fear I will always be alone, in tears No one but no one can make it alone All alone without a friend To talk to, hang out and live in sin Why oh why, does it have to be this way Could we not just be friends, I am afraid

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To be without you...sad For what we had was true A new beginning, is what is life about I will have to take another route To comfort, to love another like me If you were not so permissive We would see it is not working from you to me I am alone All alone I am alone

It is bad enough I had to say good buy

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To find you so fly Of all the alibis Now I am all alone and confused Wondering whos next to fit your shoes There may not be another Just like you What else am I to do? Sending shouts out to yesterday I am left cold, no way I am all alone I am all alone My life's in fear I will always be alone, in tears

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No one but no one can make it alone All alone without a friend To talk to, hang out and live in sin Why oh why, does it have to be this way Could we not just be friends, I am afraid To be without you...sad For what we had was true A new beginning, is what is life about I will have to take another route To comfort, to love another like me If you were not so permissive We would see it is not working From you to me

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I am alone All alone I am alone

My fate lies, within your path Words left spoken; motionless I felt your presence at a distance What once was no longer exists My heart broken; spiritual soul Waiting until your return Waiting until your return

Open my heart

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Release all hatred Bury all the pain Give me the will to survive And the spirituality to love all, Forgive all and bury my burdens Create friendships And bond with my enemies

Day in my life One must walk a mile in moccasins To observe an internal journey; exasperation To mock the confusion and trifle; each step

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To a journey through madness, seclusion and obliteration; words To emerging forces of betrayal and envy; voices To emerge from an inclusive identity; unknown Insanity; schizophrenia

Race for Presidency 2008 1. Cast your vote in the lead To apply on immigration Ah a pursue a delegate to please Cast your vote for a president To resend a recession For whomever will succeed To respond to the economy
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Propaganda so wrote you seldom see Cast your vote for diplomacy To recommend a plan on health care Shaken a remark remedy Only God will for see Cast your vote for soliloquy The elements of presentation The reminds of evolution Expedience of trade America, a redefining name Ending a war of hardship Granting peace...

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I will be there to the end. O Lord because you were there for me in My times of needs You protected me, guided me Raised me from sin in your honor You drew me near to love Tall in nature Of you recreation let me be Redeemed eternally with your Permission I will raise I will shine in your presence, O Lord I will be there to the end.

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White orchards hallowing In the wind Bopping heads bounce In laughter Prayers of serenity dance In harmonic prayer

Sorry I never took the time Sorry I never said goodbye Sorry I never made the time To be with you I wish I could hold you near

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Hair blazing in the wind To ease away the pain away 1. Sorry I was not there For you to hold While being lonely In need of a true friend Sorry I did not understand You, wishing the pain away Sorry for the times I did not ask What was on your mind? I find excuses I turn I wish I could hold you near A reign of tears fall

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Wishful thinking Sorry for the times we spent Apart all apart from our heart my heart pains I wish I could breathe within And take all hate away A promise to bring you back to life In my memory for us never to part Sorry for all the times I meant to be there for you And could not Sorry for the times I could not speak What words and emotions say?

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I take it all away Sorry I could not be a friend I take it all away Joyful tears fall Down my face It is not what people think It is not what people say I respond if we can do it all again I would take it all away For the memory of it Never have we parted Sorry in regret I would do it all again

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My mind is playing tricks on me With what I write changes memory A re path from intentional meaning 1. My mind is playing tricks on me With what I see is an image That is not clear My mind is playing tricks on me With what I remember is not what is so It is a mere delusion My mind is playing tricks on me With what I said Is not what I meant

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My mind is playing tricks on me With what I hear is distorted It is a gibberish feeling My mind is playing tricks on me With what I feel Has no emotion My mind is playing trick on me With a touch from a ghost That reminds me of why I am crazy

Can feel the passion I can feel the pain It feels all the same

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Tears fall down, down, down Into an inferno of emotions God only understands what I fear for you A puddle of tear fall down, down, down Your breath is the wind of confusion Arising to the tide of affliction Haltering a sun ray of deception The tear a metaphor for delusion I fear the passion I fear the pain It all means the same It all means the same

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Abandoning interest to pursue life's conquest Through the humility to change ideas Is human evolution and spiritual inquiry

There will be shining proposals Glasses shattering new affirmations Time bringing it in capsules to change A revelation of wishes to console Hope; an American movement Old in spirit, good in heart Osama is the answer To unlock a cold stormy knight

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Once dreamed of human evolution It is a world that created opportunity for man 1. Where equality of every man was probable It is a world where technology was possible to every man I once dreamed of human mobility It is a world where education did not discriminate Where the state of man was comparable It is a world where health care is inevitable I once dreamed of peace It is a world where we solved problems through minds not killings Where is a world ridden of poverty?
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It is a world free of hatred and denial A world free of sin

Deep down in the heart of me There is something disturbing inside The image in ME must confide Miss notion not to be 1. My heart is yours You carry my soul You carry my soul You carry my soul To serenity, to love, to unfold My heart is yours

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Forever to console My heart is yours I am broken for our love It figures our emotions would distant Our feelings no longer consistent Leaving it up to God above There is no resolution What we had is left a memory Now alone in solitary We had to part as the only solution My heart is yours You carry my soul You carry my soul

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You carry my soul To serenity, to love, to unfold My heart is yours Forever to console my heart is yours Cannot I reminisce over you? You took my broken heart for granted To have my only true love abandoned Love is only you, you, only you My heart is yours You carry my soul You carry my soul You carry my soul To serenity, to love, to unfold

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My heart is yours Forever to console My heart is yours I picture us once more Enveloped in admiration Your healing touch full of compassion Info actuation, love will soar Let us fly together Flying high above the heaven Leaving regrets behind Let us fly together I am yours And you are mine

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My heart is yours You carry my soul You carry my soul You carry my soul To serenity, to love, to unfold My heart is yours Forever to console My heart is yours

State of mind Contrary to what is said A delusional hatred

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To be mistaken for love Voices. Voices that welcome madness Immoral words that imitate denial and bigotry Words used to break you down Rob you; make you a criminal of self-thought Was that what I thought you said? A blind man relies on touch A sane man on logic Delusional voices that make me mad That make me sad, that make me want to fight back To defend my youth, defend my cultural heritage Where prejudice has no warrant Spoken words, only justifies reasons to be misunderstood
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I will not be judged or profiled or prejudged by fault only credibility For I too am America In My Own Little World By Angela Kristin Brown I lie hidden underneath this mass ovations trickling high consumed within my own world a metaphor for an alibi I lie hidden underneath this mask identify a hidden past muddled confusion; a simile of failed accomplishments to be misunderstood in a world full of progress To Dream By Angela Kristin Brown is hope an infringement of life where as an inspired metaphor depleted a reason to grow \Is hope so defile in life that a dream is deferred
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upon the wish to succeed is only a dream \Is hope so denied that every time you try you trying, trying again to start all over again? \Is hope so bitter that your dreams are over looked because no one understood you? Hate Poem By Angela Kristin Brown the narcissism in color an addiction quota of being lynched no one cares to pay attention no one trust a basket case and as the color exists white sheets, black painted faces a mere reflection of being whipped nobodys perfect until caught it is difficult to speculate the risk involved the general, values of this imposition is irrelative to pain A Man Crying By Angela Kristin Brown Vicious white sheets hovering hoods in darkness
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bow admittedly speaking hate adamant controversy praising glory and \a burning body agile hanging from a tree crying murder A Dream Deferred By Angela Kristin Brown is hope an infringement of life where as an inspired metaphor depleted a reason to grow Is hope so defile in life that a dream is deferred upon the wish to succeed is only a dream Is hope so denied that every time you try you trying, trying again to start all over again? Is hope so bitter that your dreams are over looked because no one understood you? Is hope a simile to believe in all hope, life and maturity to succeed is hope the dream you believed that dream and it became true
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Hair is an Emblem By Angela Kristin Brown my hair the imagery of me representing wigs that make me my hair the vulgar, hip style weave that others recognize the women in me my hair go natural go curly afro fits the need to be bold my hair one day long, the other day short or maybe one day I will wear it bald my hair is what makes me, my personality my hair is a status symbol to go freely I Pledge Elegance to Our Flag By Angela Kristin Brown The thirteen stripes for valor the original colonies fought for red they died and white for peace the fifty one stars united we stand a trilogy to sustain one common belief for freedom, world peace and honor my allegiance to the American flag
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Day Hypo By Angela Kristin Brown Full mom arisen sunlight dances between time full moon resending \My happiness at day break amending sleepy a dreams Memorial of Tony By Angela Kristin Brown I wonder I always wondered where life is after death my brother I bother to wonder is he safe in heaven what are his interest who are his friends there I wonder I always wondered if he is ok with God if so if he could send a sign I wonder I always wondered how to make peace with him above to say I am sorry he is not with me I wonder I always wondered if I could trust his ambitions to leave that he trusted God his soul aloft in a better place and will he wait for me I wondered always wondered, wondered, wondered
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Say My Name, Lover By Angela Kristin Brown a word has so much meaning just call out my name and ask me again and tell me who it belongs to and repeat it over and over again just call out my name make it purr when you say it repeat it until you mean what you say like you enjoy it connotation do not make me a pet name call out my real name until you not want no other like you mean you need me I remind you of your mom we have the same name so do not forget the word in my name has potential meaning it is not only a word it becomes a moratorium The Gospel Music By Angela Kristin Brown I heard a song just the other day that made me feel the other way
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the song had sound the song had meaning it captured my heart left it just a beating the drums were so compelling it made my feet thump my hands clap my soul rejoiced I began to laugh the song was so good it moved me so much I had to play it again to reach my soul so gospel has it Daily Routine By Angela Kristin Brown I awoke at five the everyday routine I prepared for work I fixed lunch, ate breakfast and rushed for traffic I drove at 35 miles per hour a forty-five minute drive to work I paced myself to my office and coned to morning coffee I read my email, the news and peddled to do work I greeted my students with a smile and at the end of day I met evening traffic
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pacing myself home to study homework to eat dinner and go to bed my daily routine My Love By Angela Kristin Brown I miss your touch the caress that made me smile gave me chills down my spine I miss the kiss that made me gasp the memory of your tender lips pressed warm against mine I miss your stare our eyes met as one whole the thought I felt true love I miss your empathy towards my immaturity that made me strong I miss saying our last good by enchanted, I sigh I love you Suicide Thoughts By Angela Kristin Brown I do not like quiet my thoughts race of suicide it is my inability to conceive thoughts
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process, progress denial in quiet I lie still mortified in frustration I pop pills to inflict pain so my body cries pain the pain that subsides in memory of being hurt I lie quiet still till death becomes me inside quiet I hear voices chanting in my mind at my moment of peace I lie still quite a moment of silence I drift in dreams of being far off not here in paradise I lie still quiet I lie still The Legacy By Angela Kristin Brown we grew through sound at an early age popping the dance beats on the radio, through the streets words through mellow tunes a passages and a historic relic Mao legendary pop artist the notes flutter time I Have a Dream By Angela Kristin Brown It is a world where technology was possible to every man \I once dreamed of human mobility \It is a world where education did not discriminate
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\Where the state of man was comparable \It is a world where health care is inevitable \I once dreamed of peace Have a Dream \I once dreamed of human evolution \It is a world that created opportunity for man \Where equality of every man was probable \It is a world where we solved problems through minds not killing \Where is a world ridden of poverty \It is a world free of hatred and denial \A world free of sin On Being Black By Angela Kristin Brown On Being Black As I pass by all the smears of betrayal As I stand you, clutch your bags in fear As I shop, you say I still As I greet you, you ask if it is a con game As I socialize, you think I am gay As I test in school, you wait for me to fail As I interview for a job, you check my background As I go to the doctor, you test for drugs As I pray at church, you say I am not religious As I speak, you are in disbelief As I achieve, I pose a threat As I willfully do, you monitor my strange behavior As I live day by day, you call the police As I try my best, you show I am inferior
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Crush By Angela Kristin Brown How I love thee As enchanted as time passes You are forever in my memory \Through every sentiment sigh of retrieval Compassion expels happiness Valued in each kiss \I yearn for your warm caress Missing the sentimental token An epiphany of treasure unspoken \In captivated by words of choice That persuade meaning In how I conceive you \My heart thrust compassion Consumed in lust In dire need of every mood \My soul craves harmony In unity of a companion Who cares for me \Failing to meet your desires You beat me with your fist You curse me with your anger You train my mind to obey I cannot handle my fate Before I lie dead in your possession Poor Volvo No Venire By Angela Kristin Brown
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Des pies de venire Hacky ulna pregunta Espier venire Faith By Angela Kristin Brown May your soul be filled with Gods wisdom To become an apprentice of faith May your heart be touched by nature, To live by Gods words of hope To encourage others to be followers of God Where hate is abandoned in fear of God To be a protectorate from evil To defend the belief of the Church Where young minds can understand Gods leadership For religious purposes of a spiritual creed That defends the nation against wrongful deeds of hate Where fate in God leadership to promote world peace May God protect the female holy veil for equality Open her eyes, Open her soul to the covenant of God May men be teachers, May men be leaders, May men be role models Of the family, Of the community, Of the church May man think of Church as an audacity of hope of the family To anticipate the love and guidance of social freedoms May God guide me from sin, As I live this journal to heaven.
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Disappear By Angela Brown I'm gone disappear Vanish in the clear Float on a breeze Glide over countries with ease I have the slightest of anything But the challenge...the uncertainty is so bitter-sweet, so enticing Hopefully, I'll find what has been calling me My hearing full of water and my peripheral clouded, and I just can't see I know it's great, it has to be, to call to me for ages Through puberty, through yearnings, and through love, the sound of the call has never faded. It's not easy Believe me to leave known precious and stable fruits, in search of my own unknown fruits and treasures Will my experience or my education qualify me? Will they measure? Will arithmetic calculate the steps it takes to lead my parched body to the purest of streams? My thirst unbearable. Where I see thousands of ripples of coolness and shimmering sparkles as they beckon and reach for me, yet madness
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is my dream Maybe my light will shine And maybe...just maybe, I'll follow this time I'll never know when my calling will cease to call, whether the time is far or near all I know is, I'm gone disappear. The Children By Angela Brown The faces in the picture smile Hurt shines in their eyes Pain and agony hidden deep Years of regret kept secret A true story that is never told The past hidden so well Hearts that cried each day With no protection from the hate Tiptoeing on broken glass While trying to stay invisible The Search for Truth By Angela Brown When was the last time...? Our big, black fist grappled over the fear of losing something, something... still the pendulums of time scantily flings sand. The times continue. When was the last time...
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\Our strong scarlet red groped for the apathy of losing something, something... yet, still the drums pound from the desserts of Africa at Verbatim? And are not herd. When was the last time... \Our feeble minds and our weak souls had spoken distorted truths about our people's past and of who are and what we believe fatefully. Oh... how the soul parts. Amore, Prayer of Succession By Angela Brown Once more, Give me the chance to follow And I'll let Him lead. Break me from my faith And I'll entice you with his words Withdraw me from pride I will tender you with kindness Forbade me from all truths my mind will forbade you to induce For Almighty God, is the precursor of succession. America Prosperity By Angela Brown
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Like a turtle in its hollow shell Like a bird scoring over the heavens My soul wants to escape into hopes and dreams in a journey away from sin I will never be alone I will never be alone I will run with your love, God, Leading the way from sin and I shall follow, You understand, your presence means a lot to me. America Speaks By Angela Brown I remember my struggle defending who I am I felt all alone, with no purpose You made me faithful with your heart and your love, all-powerful God you entered my soul and made me whole in my sickly mind, your Spirit prepares me for the future, I rejoice for you to judge my life with the lives of others, your Spirit faithfully reigns over the world. Walking with God By Angela Brown
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I will be there to the end. O Lord Because you were there for me in My times of needs You protected me, guided me Raised me from sin in your honor You drew me near to love tall in nature of you recreation let me be redeemed eternally with your permission I will rise I will shine in your presence, O Lord I will be there to the end. American Patriotism By Angela Brown Faith... is enveloped in aspiring dreams through fate alone; a purpose a republic committed to principles... Which question fear? Democracy guidance... For a government - to call to freedom Ask for Trust in which the government stands for the constitution speaks of holy guidance. What a Word Implies By Angela Brown Civil Rights are when... \A word is a symbol that can be used out of context.
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To define a word is to emphasize meaning. \A word can be a metaphor or simile or a gesture. A word can be used to describe. \The fights for equality means equal access. To define equality means to inherit opportunity: Opportunity to value a good education. \Opportunity to have a good foundation. Opportunity to have the freedom once denied. \Such words display hatred and degradation. We should not call each other a "Niger." The Legacy Continues By Angela Brown One day African Americans Will become Physician Assistants \One day Coloreds Will become Teachers \One day Negros Will become politicians and school Administrators \A Promise that one day Black people Will be noted later for their level of success Prayer By Angela Brown Never been on drugs Never done weed Never got drunk
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Never had extract Never been to prison Never been with a man Nor Women the temptation Never exists '40 and a virgin Never had kids Never wanted an abortion Never had sinned Never has stolen Never has cheated Never got chased To live in paranoia One thing I ever wanted Is to live in prayer Pray for a Reason By Angela Brown Pray, say a prayer Pray for the light of God To shine, shine through you It does not matter who or what you are Just thank heaven for life And another life, a life, Express your song, just pray Pray for the reason the good granted by God Pray, say a prayer for your condition To shine, shine through you a plan To give love, to share love, the meaning of love Just pray, say a prayer Prayer for the light of God
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To come through to you It does not matter if you are not good enough Praise, thank heaven for life you live Pray, just pray and pray again for a chance Live it over and over, to pray Pray a song of light My Soul By Angela Brown All the years of suffering that happened and my life my soul stays strong and helps me fight the good fight. Free to wonder like the wind thats tell god comes and free us from sin. Only your soul knows who you really are Couse you are it and your body is a shell holding it and.it doesnt matter what things you have most seal there soul to on the things they have. Are souls are here to see how much we can bear the pain. Tell the lord comes to see us again. A true test of time how long will we last I ask? Four ever Couse a life lost is a life reborn Love By Angela Brown

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love is wonderful love is sweet love cannot be beat ones youre in love its forever in your heart it is like the summer sky in the night is like music to your heart it makes your heart quiver it makes your shiver all over it will take your breath away love is so wonderful love. When you find that one By Angela Brown When you find that one you know thats the one when you find that one you feel it in your heart when you find that one your heart quivers like a chill when you find that one its always and forever when you find that one you wont let that fish go when you find that one hold on and dont let go until death do you part its that love you know it so when you find that one always hold that soul mate close to your heart because your heart and the one above sent that one true love to you.

Poem, Written by Angela Khristin Brown

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The world is a quilt and each patch is a nation Bound by a thread since the days of creation Adorned with great color and radiant splendor Though divided by race and religion and gender In some eyes, it is handsome, in others canto rated The patches are different, unmatched and unsorted Incongruous in pattern, in shape and in color Not one is much similar to any other So some try to imagine one great design But in truth our uniqueness is really just fine Nations and patches of all kinds and all sorts Customs, religions, languages, sports This is okay if each patch has its space And on the quilt of the world, each nation has its place But the stitches that bind us are easily shed By the wars that are fought and the words that are said We must realize the appearance of no patch is inferior And the ways of no nation can make it superior Divided by oceans, united by a dream The world is a quilt and our love is its seam Blacks in American History Old age has caught up on me Where wisdom is patiently counting dawn
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Who am I? Am I the person who bathed you, played with you and read you bed time stories until the wee hours of the night? Am I the person who coached you and supported you through your journey? Others see me as bitter and cold. And aint I an American? Who am I? Am I the one that cooked you dinner and cleaned the house while you were away? Am I the one that nursed you while you were sick? Am I the one who obeyed orders and completed good deeds? Others find me helpless. And aint I an American? Who am I? Was I your right hand man that made sure everything was in order? Was I the one who followed orders and went beyond call and duty? Was I the one who went beyond adversity? Others find my faults. And aint I an American? Who am I? Am I the one to respond to duty? It is my patronage to follow and protect and test the waters while others cannot. Others dont respect this. And aint I an American? Who am I? Am I the one God made strong enough to follow in His path in this journey to be
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heard? I am an auntie. I am a child. I am a teacher. I am a soldier. I am a child of God. And aint I an American? I walk like I am disabled There is a monkey on my back I carry the load of intolerance I may be used I may be abused I have been lied on I have been beaten I may be lonely I may be seduced And my prayers and dreams Shattered the truth But I am still here

American pursues a state of war that affected the lives of the people. The war satin has changed this nation. Let support innovative solutions to our problems:

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Lets find solution to not end what we need such as social security and Medicare. Let us raise the bar on healthcare that will help everyone. Lets not increase the debt ceiling. Lets educate to create insight and occupational skills for jobs tomorrow Lets create technology to invent itself Lets let research create venues for a healthy state Lets not make our imports maximize our outposts Lets create jobs in the US where we can become external consumers of trade Lets determine the differences between religion and morality to challenge issues such as laws for gays, abortion, civil rights, and immigration

Lets make history. Lets get our nation back on track.

Four Colored Girls, by Angela Khristin Brown

I cry many tears of endearment

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Many sleepless nights

I speak loudly in anger Bitter harsh feelings of denial

Confusion asking for respect When emotions lost its meaning

I cry many tears of rejection Their words speak louder than words

I whisper, I whisper, I whisper words of wisdom A freedom of expression Pondering in fear

I cry many years for forgiveness I have wrongfully sinned

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I pray for the strength to protect my soul For my fate to determine its keeper

Womans Voice: Happiness is joy. Being able to share laughter at your faults that are both embarrassing and demeaning. It means to come to realization that God made humans that a couple has the ability to mess up. It means to confront with each others insecurities to admit to your faults when you are wrong and praise glory when you are right. Happiness means to accept each others feelings to trust them. Happiness means to let your fate grow as whole.

Mans Conscious: I wanted to confront you. It had been something I held within for some time. I ask why I feel alone when we are a couple. I want you to understand I miss the ways things went. Now, I feel hurt in my heart. You come along with a different personality. My child died and I feel things are different. We do not hang out the way we use to. We do not talk like we used to and sex is not the same. I feel why we cant talk this out. If you lost all reason for what we have I must leave.
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Womans Voice: Sadness is silence. To allow your feelings to express anger. It is to feel anger is not in control. Where dramatic outburst come from the heart asking to be forgiven. It is the ability to cry out outburst for forgiveness to acknowledge your feelings are heard. To cry is to say words you wanted to say and to feel the things you could not feel alone.

Mans Conscious: Your ability to not love is my inability to trust you. How can I allow us to grow when we distance ourselves? I feel you do not want me to trust you after your child died, because, you shut me out when I am trying to cope with him not being around. There is a line between us, between fate and faith. If we are both willing to make this choice, we must both be willing to walk the distance together. The words we choose not to say, is what we fail in this relationship.

Womans Voice: If you are the man I thought you were, the man I fell in love with, I need you let me to love you.

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Mans Voice: I want to be a man. I am a man. As I reach this rite of passage, I need you to be there cheering me on as my partner in life.

Silenceas the couple held each other and stared in each other eyes in silence.

To My Unborn, Angela Brown Girl: Sorry I disrespected you. All the times I lived longing for your daddy to step up to the plate, longing for your daddy to step up to the plate, longing for your daddy to step up to the plate to claim you.

Boy: For I did not know of our Godly creation .Our baby is our own salvation.
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Girl: Instead I saved you from the agony and distress before you were born into poverty, abandonment and denial. I protected you from neglect.

Boy: It is what I thought she wanted. It is about me. It is what only she understands.

Girl: And when I inhaled life, I felt the taste of your breath when I aborted you. I feel the selfish pain of guilt that I betrayed you. I betrayed your father. I betrayed God.

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Boy: It has always about me what she thought she wanted to have in life.

Girl: I could not support you as a single mom.

Boy: I wanted us to grow together through fate to face rejection from ignorance and betrayal. I wanted to be a daddy.

Girl: I wanted your daddy to be a daddy.

Boy: But so she kept you a secret. I am sorry for her decision was final without much thought not knowing the inevitable of one day seeing our child achieve.
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Girl: I chose this path, to have an abortion, without reason but with just cause. And if I see purpose through reasoning, wanting to tell your daddy the secret that lies within me, our souls will be redeemed. Many tears, many tears, many tears; I cry.

Moral Obligation, by Angela K Brown I am an apprentice by faith, And God is the master of wisdom. Our covenant is the fellowship of passage, Redeemed by His Holy Spirit. I am a journey man by fate, And God is the temperament. Our convocation is through prayer; Humbled by His image. I Believe, By Angela Khristin Brown Sometimes the greatest struggle Is to find peace of mind
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Sometime the mind goes astray Only to find its way back to God Teach me to crawl before I walk Every step to heaven So that I'm born a revived Christian Rising higher and higher to God's glory I first knew God when troubled Then again when found Now I believe what glorious sight I accept Jesus Now I believe Oh I believe in the mercy of the Lord He delivered me from evil To praise His holy word Oh I believe in the mercy of the Lord I believe that I am saved I believe that I am saved I believe in the healing powers form sin I am humbled by the Lord I am stronger by His ways Oh I believe Yes I believe Oh I believe Yes I believe God I am thankful For the gift of life
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You alone have bless me I thank you for giving me spiritual growth To grow by the ability to love Oh, yes, I believe

Tennyson

The freezing shattering mist Brought Cold Chills Of heavy Hallow Winds Yodeling death

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Time IL tiene Frio Negro llama lepal Au escribe tiepes.

2 B Luvd

2B Is 2 luv Y'r own.

2 have Is 2 luv Whats known?

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2 luvs Is a kind act 2 have shown.

2 live Is to luv Not 2 b alone.

2 luvs Is to b N luv.

Playing Basketball, By Angela Brown

I like to dribble Making the ball spin,

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Up and down the court, I'm in for the win.

Right guard vault Twist and turn offence Defensively in opposition Every team player's defense.

Got momentum Got a way to score Out for that extra point Its game four.

The game is in opposition Dysfunctional moves The product of geometry Puts the game in move.

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Across the court Getting into action An active team Watch your reaction.

Venelle

My poem travels through time Its meaning is a math equation Its contour is a painting

My poem has a journey It speaks its voice heard Through epitaph of reason

My poem is a scroll
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It has many ordained laws Its voice is a religious sound

My poem is a manmade river It shares common ground Its system relies on wording

My poem is a eulogy of thought Its passage has character Whose pretense relies on actors?

My poem is overwhelming Too much to represent All within time My poem is heaven sent

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Shallow Reign

A narcissist is true To girding thoughts.

He reaches beyond To find his place Will never get very far.

He has many visions Infinity to reason Inability to invention.

Persona

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I am clean as a whip My workplace reflects my room My room is roomy place A to do list of chores My laundry bent over the couch Hangers loosed on the hang of trash My shoes in organized piles My bed covers in ruffles Just stuff scattered on my desk Makeup smudged on dresser Lingerie stuffed in clambered dwars My workplace is not a reflection of my room All tidy kept away is my secret

Controversy

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I feel the pain Deeper and deeper It is not the same My soul is its keeper.

I want to succeed The fight is my flight If only to proceed You are always right.

Sickness in my head You are a user Heartened expected Lead me on bruiser.

I am out Out, out.

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Repass

The powerful are justified The weak are humbled The poor have wisdom The lonely consumed in wealth The sad are convicted The insane are frightened The mad are victims The worrisome are impulsive Society is dysfunctional

Hypo
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Sunrise lifts above Peaking, searching for life Rays shine through heaven

Fallen

I set to waited Yearning for you to caller You were delated Folded time fallen Advanced passes Hollered and rolled Time goes on lessons Looken at confesses Looks kept on guesses
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An Eagle

A whisk of wind whips Soaring, gliding, wings sailing Trailing over the horizon Looking down on its prey Keen eyes on looking onward Wings a brisk selling downward Towards the bottomless pit Savoring the vegetation It devoured a slimy, icky worm.

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On Rhyme

Give me a minute As I compose this rhyme Until the poem is finished If you've got the time.

I have been writing lyrics At a drop of a dime Thinking of a rhyme scheme Written fine.

Written as it so seems So tell me what I mean.

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Imagery

Coffee grounds shuttered Herbal scent of as the aroma Perked hot fuses of Mildew titter tatting Downstream pouring Heavily molin drops into a Small silver metal kettle

Figuratively Speechless

He, he, he HIs eyes shined like diamonds His body was hard as a rock
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His dress represented his demeanor His speech had much personality His attitude was the embodiment of skills He, he, he He had class He had repeal

Missing you, brother

I miss all the times we shared I miss you've shown you cared I miss how true you are I miss because you are kind I miss you because you make me laugh I miss you when I am sad I miss you are indeed so grand
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Temperament

Words you choose to say Deception in disguise Yet you fail to understand Saddened by untrue lies You have mistaken me for someone else I felt you should have gotten to know, Who and what I truly represent. If you took the time to know me Then you would see That I am a child of God Yes, it is really me And what I perceive to be.
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II

A Hugh of dark mist Channels clouds into clusters High above the heavens God's hands clap To justify reason A beam of light strikes Unto earths suffice Pellets of humid dew dance Hurdling unto earth's crust As God is its witness The death toll has no mercy

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III It was the best of times; it was the worst of times, It was the age of wisdom; it was the age of foolishness, It was the epoch of belief; it was the epoch of incredulity, It was the season of Light; it was the season of Darkness, It was the spring of hope; it was the winter of despair, We had everything before us; we had nothing before us, We were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct The other way--in short, the period was so far like the present Period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its Being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree Of comparison only.

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IV The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways. Six o'clock. The burnt-out ends of smoky days. And now a gusty shower wraps The grimy scraps Of withered leaves about your feet And newspapers from vacant lots; The showers beat On broken blinds and chimney-pots, And at the corner of the street A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps. And then the lighting of the lamps.

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Sonnet V Who is the fairest of thy all? For all thy beauty I am not worthy Let our love be true the test of times For what left to all are we left to prove? Exons desire passion trove Virtue is in prism for goodness show To defeat all reason love to grow Gaze deep inside my heart To see the sunshine over the bank Natures call to fertility As the planets move I dare not say How fair love be fair game All serenity will justify time

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VI Let not our marriage fold To admit virtue is a bond to mold The fabrication of deceit and lies Will not defeat purpose and all reason Unity is our foundation Through the just of times To overcome the fear of doom Let temperament be our canvass to longevity To bear reason to gender fault For love is a pendulum testing time

VII Deep down in the heart of me There is something disturbing inside

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The image in ME must confide Miss Notion not to be My heart is yours You carry my soul You carry my soul You carry my soul To serenity, to love, to unfold My heart is yours Forever to console My heart is yours I am broken for our love It figures our emotions would distant Our feelings no longer consistent Leaving it up to God above

VIII
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Love will never end I would make your dreams become true Only if you would want me to If your dream were to travel I would sail around the world To the depth of the ocean We would enjoy the ride If your dream were to fight for life I would challenge death To console your soul with prayer To do what is right If your dream were to be rich I would empower your self esteem And be an anchor to your dream If your dream were to be a soldier I would be your Sargent at arms Protecting you from your enemy Guiding you from harm
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If you dream were to find fame I would attract popularity With gainful employment With fame and popularity the same If your dream were to find peace I would give you my soul We would be in this together Through rich or through poor If your dream were to find charity I would give you my heart Or love would be forever From sickness and health do we part? If I could answer your prayer I would give you my faith Through all hope Love will give or take If man can dream I would be your counterpart
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To love, to hold, to Cherish Forever love, forever love, forever love XO, XO, XO, XO

VIIII Every morning I hear the cry Rested amongst sleep at 5 a.m. Mourning the last cry of symmetry Past the day's routine to return To the same cry of warning Debts survival of union within ones cult To break in silence The dog ate my cat.

X
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Trees coveted the dirt rock road With the scent of pine The long ridden trail to a familiar road Snow covered trough hinted winter has arrived The coyote has gone to rest in his cave Wild hunting season is bountiful Altered smoke fills the sky from farmhouse chimneys Fish has gone for vegetation surrounding the frozen lake Long I wait tile day is once dawn I sleep for now I dream

Stood Up The Beginning A sigh of reprisal was an ambivalent cry My aching heart dispels anger of being told no Over and over again - the denial
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The Middle Longing for your acknowledgement To be accepted into your realm of social life I wait for your arrival to return my soul you took The End With every word lost in speech I yearn to express the pain my heart feels To not be loved by you The Cult Locked up Ingrate minds Neglected by their peers Just a matter of time Papa dont claim him Mamma cant save him Bargain with his own life Just a matter of time Ill doctrine lessons off the street Idle minds dwindles about their peeps Money laundering swindles of what to keep Just a matter of time Hustling cash on the dime Got to get paid, got to get mine Took another life an innocent child
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Just a matter of time Battling lifes struggle Gang bangers style Hope I live to see 21 Just a matter of time

Holy Spirit

The silent stillness of quiet hem; is a supple grace of the holy spirit. As the Holy Ghost is at service to my soul. To consume salvation; to alter death; where angels rise and shadows rest. And as the day ends And gospel fades A prayer inhibits a familiar beginning.

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The Negara Saga of a Ghetto Queen

harassment and denial from opposing religions to either flunk her out or to face rational decisions drive bays, car bombs, and parents threats the unreachable child had many regrets angry crowds knock out car windows vengeful gangs kicked in doors all against one student from reaching her educational goals God would not judge her but grant her creed
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Cancer Cell

pneumonia first called its name within the walls of a cell. Blinded pneumonia, carrier of disease that roamed an ill virus through various blood cells. Horrific pneumonia, spectra merging through cellular walls. A sickly virus from a destructive cold. Mania pneumonia that marked itself in place a lymph node a cold, ill place where bacteria roams to claim cancer. A pneumonia cell that spreads word to other enzymes cancer has claimed a host called death. Death has no age limit.

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Vegas Dreams (Spoken Word) Out of Vegas, the city that never sleeps, where anything is possible. That dreams are made of what inspires you. I am from what is honorably known as the West side in Vegas. My hood is home of the Crip. Some know it as the ghetto where many fear to be seen. My hood comes from where you don't know how to act of the middle class administrators, senators, educators, athletes, police officers, gang members, pedal pushers, drug addicts, erotica and the sons and daughters of future Crip. The west side is affluently known for black settlement in Vegas of the sixties. It is the home of the Moulin Rouge where only the black stars had facilitation for entertainment and where they were housed in its hotel. Vegas the home of the north town blood. Vegas home of the south side Crip. It is all about zones. What comes from the hood stays in the hood. The west side is a family raised in a village. It is the doctrine of faith and value stood. The west side is a community of faith where everyone knows his place, knows where he comes from, knows how to speak and give back to the place of residence. No relations to drive bays, gang bangers, homicides. It is a unity of peace and love with who you identify with. Home of the high dropout rate because youth can earn as much doing
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service without a degree. Home of where schools were not desegregated until after 1978. Home of high teenage pregnancy rate, where baby momma drama is a concern. Home where jail bait was 15 years adult. Home where curfew was at 1 AM in the morning. Home of the block parties where kids hung out in the street late nights to roam during the summers. Home where athletes were not educated and could not read after high school. Home where players had to be from another country or mixed to be popular on the team. Home where drug dealers can earn 30 grand selling drugs off the street. Home where prisons hold the abundant youth due to social poverty. Home where there is much fear of disaster. Home where there is much love. Home where a college degree can mean something to the development of the community and must not be taken for granted.

Baby Momma Drama

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It takes two to make a child in desolate of ignorant minds that led a child to conceive a baby

babies having babies at the age of ten haltering a child of own

delivered by a paramedic snapping hips back to console to secrecy

worried about being caught vowed through deception from an under aged teenager

a baby momma drama

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how old, old enough to conceal child inadequate mask

to growing up too soon from child to adult a forced responsibility

somewhere out there is a 30 something child to a 40 then and some mother

whose child does not know who their mother truly is?

Judgment

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a fatal cry of deception morally advised Neglected by each emulated touch fondling dreams of anger lie inside Hazy, vivid memory growing young in his possession

Disturbing images from abuse wanting to break through, to recover from an oppressing manifestation

Stereotypes Stereotypes, is that a gesture? Are you entitled to pass judgment based on preconceived thoughts? Is the circulation of
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thoughts based on rumors? Do you judge because you do not care to understand my position? Is it because you never got to know me and do not care? Can you really tell by first impression that I am different? Is it my outward appearance, you base judgment that I fit those stereo types? Can you tell by looking at me, what you do not like about me? Is it my outward appearance you hesitate to retaliate towards? Must we bargain with a liturgy? Is it something I said that youre against? Is it over something someone said about me that has got you all fired up? Did I not follow through based on your ideology of reasoning that frustrated you? Is it right to judge, because of how I acted out that you must try to change to your preferences? Shall I admit something is wrong with me? How does one respond to stereotypes? I am who I am.

To Love one

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to love is to embody emotion to penetrate deep down in your soul. It is the emotion to love oneself; because one must love oneself in order to allow others to love you. Love is feeling of greatness that you place God above oneself; because God it the gatekeeper of your soul. Are you feeling me? Loving one means you are blessed that you feel good about yourself and you are doing right by God. Loving one means that you have an attitude of pride. You represent that feeling of revelation that you have reached redemption of the mind, body and soul. The way you carry yourself is how others will judge you. Love God, love life and love one.

Faith

May your soul be filled with Gods wisdom To become an apprentice of faith
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May your heart be touched by nature, To live by Gods words of hope To encourage others to be followers of God May spiritual education open the door to a closed mind, To not be perturbed of evil To become enriched in fate to guide the blind So he too may seek holy spiritual freedom Become a PR actioner of faith Where hate is abandoned in fear of God To be a protectorate from evil To defend the belief of the Church Where young minds can understand Gods leadership For religious purposes of a spiritual creed That defends the nation against wrongful deeds of hate
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Where fate in God leadership to promote world peace May God protect the female holy veil for equality Open her eyes, Open her soul to the covenant of God May men be teachers May men be leaders May men be role models Of the family Of the community Of the church May man think of Church as an audacity of hope of the family To anticipate the love and guidance of social freedoms God is my Shepard I shall not want As I walk through the valley of fire I shall fear no evil
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God is my temperament May I profess the faith God gave me I believe he is the deliverer of my fate May God guide me from sin As I live this journal to heaven.

A Time Remised Confusion Doubt Emotionally stressed Venerable inherit Painfully assist Damper horizon Moderately sensed Modified solution
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Dangerously ad missed Tranquil upset Fervently blessed Inhale jeopardy Externally confessed An imagery, a concept Figuratively obsessed A silent memorial A gesture remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised (silence)
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Im out

Our Love

How I love thee As enchanted as time passes You are forever in my memory Through every sentiment sigh of retrieval Compassion expels happiness Valued in each kiss I yearn for your warm caress Missing the sentimental token An epiphany of treasure unspoken
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In captivated by words of choice That persuade meaning In how I conceive you My heart thrust compassion Consumed in lust In dire need of every mood My soul craves harmony In unity of a companion Who cares for me Failing to meet your desires You beat me with your fist You curse me with your anger You train my mind to obey I cannot handle my fate Before I lie dead in your possession
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Forsaken Written by, Angela Khristin Brown I We have been taken as an enemy of all In prison our ability to communicate with God We have mistaken our old tired lies Creating fear within our delicate skin II Drugged addicts holding us back Alienating a rafters dark steps The ghettos furious life sentence Devious of the calm waters III We entrap our minds in dissolute times An image of a storm perturbs warm waters A roots bough underneath the soils foil A shadows emerges a hallow path
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IV To taste its breath of poisons air Hovering silence embrace for peace Times client is an admissive stare Ghostly hands deplete death entrapment V Ghastly sign of escape of insanity Trying to vacate his unsought welcome The river trails defeat and defile voices behind His huge plow hands hold in singes of dirt VI His back hold gashes of violet sups of blood His heart meditates for a savior The dark night encloses desire to be free Lord, grant me strength VII Perilous dreams deferred Envious puppets emulate denial If tears could speak It speaks of fear VII Align the dark shores To compromise life in deception Hammering light conspiracy To position for failure
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VIII A quilt made of old tired jeans A sewn patch from each generation A coveted patch woven in gayety A smoldering vintage kept hot VIIII And in the middle of the day We would all exit The storm Amongst a clay of dust X And mother will bequeath love And nature will provide fruit And prayer will be inevitable truth And the new born will never speak in silence

Red Nature

Red tepid water drains through building

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blocks of slothful thought. Thrust winds, rain, sleet build red energy from lightning in the sky moldering in deception. A scented red rose with long thickly sharp prongs speak of gayety pride. A red liquid imprint from an old newspaper personal dreary same sex ad. A tornado battled winds blew down the red old country barn in depravity of old tired accusations. Awakening death dreary dark black clouds with tiers of red voices speak of despair, agony and fear. Red sun rays piercing confused signs of life of a lustful inquiry. Chilly air rips through the wear and tear of a red old withered jacket beaten and denied.
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On Gambling I spent the day whooping a dime away I sipped on jinn and juice boozing my life away I bargained in debt suicidal thoughts As I spent every quota on a dollar afterthought I wondered the casino had a quarter to spare When betting commission with my family life to spare I hoped that much energy it took to roll the dice Would make me a millionaire for half the price A fallacy that took all I had For all thats worth, my bad

Pimp
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I sat in the salon getting duties up for the pension As a pimp undressed me with unsought commission I had the body and the hair to match his admission The pimp saw interest in his mission Although bargained I had no intention I was too clean to forsake cheap submission

Still Here I may be used I may be abused I have been lied on I have been beaten I may be lonely I may be seduced And my prayers and dreams Shattered the truth But I am still here

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Brass Monkey I walk like I am disabled There is a monkey on my back I carry the load of intolerance

Fat Boys His butt is so fat When he turns a corner You better look twice You do not want to miss it You may run into it again Until nothing is left

Make me a Woman Old age has caught up on me Where wisdom is patiently counting dawn

Knowing Ones Place

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I know where to go I know what to say I know when to stop I know my place

Believe in God Always I asked for Strength......... And God gave me Difficulties to make me strong. I asked for Wisdom......... And God gave me Problems to solve. I asked for Prosperity......... And God gave me Brain and Brawn to work. I asked for Courage......... And God gave me Danger to overcome. I asked for Love......... And God gave me troubled people to help. I asked for Favors......... And God gave me Opportunities.

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I received nothing I wanted........ I received everything I needed!

Dreary Blues

My skin lives by day and night The moon often receives its pension for granted The stars redeems my colored soul Night and day compensates for paying rent

Rise up and Sing

Awaken, vision the river Distance our past Broken gutters, rusted box cars A deterred reality Into a virtual culture of blues
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Ruptured by night

African Dance

Fling my arms Wiggle my feet Body movement To the African drum beet

Bounce my head Tap my feet Snap my figures To a passionate beat

Fondle that guitar Peddle that piano Blowing that horn To the bee, bop rhythm
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Of the harmonic drum

Eight Ball

High on the corner Sipped 8 ball juice Got me reminiscent Of all the women I seduced High on hog dreary blues Talking all that jive Sipped 8 ball juice Got me thinking out loud Oh my troubled mind Got me praying Got me drinking The blues away

Fellowship
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Scared, my body trembles My knees knocked, bear ground As my hands clasp together My head bow down Dreams

Wish I make a wish upon a star I wonder, I wonder The distance of heaven; afar Up above the sky, so bright Heaven within my grasp tonight My eyes see the glory Of divine life

Coldest Day
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The devils breath is as cold As hell is hot

An Eagle

A whisk of wind whips Soaring, gliding, wings sailing Trailing over the horizon Looking down on its prey Keen eyes on looking onward Wings a brisk selling downward Towards the bottomless pit Savoring the vegetation It devoured a slimy, icky worm.

REFLECTION POEMS
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Death An Autumn Day The frolic leafs' of an autumn day Dense forest Piercing time Against the wind Aloft - Silenced - Crushed Murmuring whistle cries death: Rust, Scarlet, Auburn masks of leafs' Lifeless a dry, humid hole. Color If a color pertains to a hue How depth of the hue pertains to light While a mixture of hues define a contour How much contour is needed to define beauty If I were black, brown, yellow, white or purple It would make solid black however you define it The beauty in is if opal is in fashion Black goes along with everything.

Reunited The etching of a Caterpillar steps Paint images of the patience it took teach grace The autistic of spindling of a spiders web Resends a creation of motivation of inspired concepts The beauty of the sun settling beneath the sea And of night parching the end of day Enchants memories emulating peace The gift to breathe life, there is love
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The agility to smile, there is love The spirit of hope, there is love 18th Century to Present Take these worn shackles off my feet You are wearing me down With your controlling episodes of emotion You do not own me Let me be free to express myself I felt you hold on to remit a fantasy of yours When I don't feel the same way as kids do I want to feel free from being tied down I am tired of being reminded of you When I don't exist, time does not persist And I must move on, because there is a soul Inside of me peeping out wanting to be free But you won't let me escape from your spirit You are not my soul mate, not the one I want Not the one I dream of and still you wait for my return Your ghost hunts me, stalks me follows my every mood Now, I must go to the pasture to hide For I cannot love anyone now that you have broken my heart I Am I am up and down I am all around
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I am here and there I am everywhere I am in and out I am all about I am omnipotent I am God Remembering I can barely feel your presence Emotions left and are not around I vaguely recall your whispering Within my heart, as my body trembles With fear of not having you here with me, reminding me that The light traces your path to where Life began, mourning not to sell Your soul to the devil; peacefully You lie to rest Compassion Tupac, a visionary not to be mistaken for self-pity Tupac, a legend not to be misunderstood for self-hate Tupac, an evolutionist with style not to be minted for self-envy Tupac, a revolution not to be mistrusted for self-affliction
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Tupac, an artist not to be mistaken for self-denial Tupac, spiritual advocacy Left a rose in the cracks of the street Pithing the way for others soon follow It is more than a dream...it is a way of life Reflection I vaguely trace your appearance a distorted figurine from the past Blotches of ink splotches across the canvass Splotches of oil dances life to an unknown postulant Imagery emerges a distant path of discovery fading fast A Letter I remember my struggle defending who I am I felt all alone, with no purpose You made me faithful with your heart and your love, all-powerful God you entered my soul and made me whole in my sickly mind, your Spirit prepares me for the future, I rejoice for you to judge my life with the lives of others, your Spirit faithfully
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reigns over the world. Like a turtle in its hollow shell Dont Ask A haze and a junkie Jiving high Living on the street Inhaling a lie addiction Saving for a raining day To get my stuff together A weeper over college A choice jiving high A cigarette stick and a pregnancy Hustling pool on welfare Meet you at one Meet you at three One day immoral embarrassing A smile be your umbrella Don't ask The games we choose to play Death of Loved One My soul quivers with emotion. My heart divided by the loss of a true friend. I experience phases of unearthed passion; Perturbed with urgency, seeking soon your return.

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Eyes of a Child White orchards hallowing in the wind Bopping heads bounce in laughter Prayers of serenity dance in harmonic prayer Scars Abandoning interest to pursue life's conquest through the humility to change ideas is human evolution and spiritual inquiry Suicide Horrid wind - I lie to rest underneath your corral wreath. Blinded by your mask of illusion, I seek hollow guidance, where truth can find my destiny. Global Warming Penguins that play in ice Whales swarming loops in the ocean Squires that hobbit in trees Birds that mate in the spring Oceans sting black pearls of oil Skis hover above clouds of Grey smoke
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Trees burned down by fire Quad mires destroyed by man It is man's invention of technology Depleting nature through inventions of energy factories creating pollution The dark ages had the same intention, to dig irrigation deep seeded in the earth Ozone's in the atmosphere in question by gasses depleting within Ice melted by heat as its resource is used for Cleaner water demand An innovation by man determines the outcome of that affected the lives of man, nature and environment put to an end Life is too precious to destroy Self-Reflection A dream falters into a somber whisper. It becomes easy to make aspirations than to make it
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a reality. Become careful of what you ask for, for tomorrow is never promised. Loneliness Loneliness is when you consume your time making excuses to decide your past Loneliness is when you confiscate time to find reasons for being late Loneliness is when you lose your memory and release it with accolades of deception You are all alone when you stopped enjoying life To Dream to be an American I am an African American and a composite of many dreams I am a patriot of God's faith and an antedate of a black reverie I am an American Born and reared from different attributes of people who have each bled or shed a tear From the battlefields to the highest court from the past until now
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have stood like true patriots with hope a new hope for all humanity to be found? I am a true American though how difficult it must seem But I am one true African American who dares to dream Children Children are our future leaders in deciding the outcome of the fate as a nation Children represent consciousness of actions that will determine level of competencies and invention it is our duty to teach children to develop reason so that they will be prepared to instruct the next generation A Day in My Life One must walk a mile in moccasins To observe an internal journey; exasperation To mock the confusion and trifle; each step To a journey through madness, seclusion and obliteration; words To emerging forces of betrayal and envy; voices To emerge from an inclusive identity; unknown Insanity; schizophrenia On Love
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I can feel the passion I can feel the pain it feels all the same Tears fall down, down, down into an inferno of emotions God only understands what I fear for you a puddle of tear fall down, down, down Your breath is the wind of confusion arising to the tide of affliction haltering a sun ray of deception the tear a metaphor for delusion I fear the passion I fear the pain It all means the same It All means the same In My Dreams I once dreamed of human evolution it is a world that created opportunity for man Where equality of every man was probable it is a world where technology was possible to every man I once dreamed of human mobility it is a world where education did not discriminate Where the state of man was comparable it is a world where health care is inevitable I once dreamed of peace it is a world where we solved problems through minds not killings
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Where is a world ridden of poverty it is a world free of hatred and denial a world free of sin Falling Falling from deception not knowing where it all ends Failing to conceive a notion of what ailment I strive to be Hopeless feeling of defeat Whole became empty in confronting my worst fear And denial became serenity for departure in a world full of despair Falling from heaven falling from life falling from death Finding ever ending peace with my identity Truth Hip Hop Poetry It is not what you know it is who yo know Startling those fake rimes that react slow If you got the flex to get in the mix Yak do know who is feeling you cause your whack has no flax
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and your dope rhymes are not fly I ricoshade rhyme to a melody woo unique that all you could say is by I am super fly rhyming high so elevated you want to cry my beat is so depth you cannot compete to a lyrical tune that want make mom groove sit back and listen to the creative inventions of word up the master of funk gone drop on yo luck beep bop to fleet lock to a murderous sound so depth in depth no other can croon to the rhyme so by no more lines no alibi or excuses the beet just rocks like a cradle a motionless beat bee bop to feet lock an original sound rocking I could do me all night long my beat got swagger my beat got feet my beat got yo hair growing out of your seat when I move people sway when I groove people say play that beat, play that beat have yo grandma out of her seat there just no other with rhyme like mine rhyming is hard to find its not who you know it is you got to go

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Reflection Hip Hop Poetry Yea//Yea//Yea//I am on a mission//it is my pleasure to defeat you//treat you//beat you//with the bust rhymes//so high to greet you//with a voice so high//the streets look yo rhymes do not match the heat that I swear// a voice that adds strength//a popular request I lead this joint higher and higher//right out their seats//bobbin their heads to the hypnotic beats//drill en holes in the concrete//rhymes so real it has sex appeal//it is my intention//a mission//to add flavor to the swizzle that has base and time//it is my pleasure to create words on paper so innovative//let me bust this rhyme//ah ha, ah ha, ah ha//I am on a mission//moving and grooving and moving//like it is supposed to be//adding amazing grace to spirituality//yea, yea, yea//I am on a mission//with rhymes so depth I am making history//a voice in the crowd they want to hear//they like my temperament//they hear my style//having you all jealous and proud//if only you could race a mile//you are in defeat my brother//ill in it feeling it//cranking the upward beats//it is just a matter of time//I defeat you with my depth rhyme//tick tock tic took//it is about time//A super Women//a black deli ma//Broken hearted female//Lost in addiction//A corner whore//To support an infliction//A single mom//Trying to make ends meet//On welfare selling her body//Just to afford nicer things//Cause child
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support is never enough//To raise a family//Father is in prison Green Pastures Green Pastures Green, green grassy land Blew wild, wild wind whaling Spreading serial seeds of fertility nurturing a natural notion Pretoria practice of penance relying readily on reissuance faithfully, fearing another's fate Change A Promise is a dream sparse into a somber whisper the present dictates a vision it is easy to make a proclamation than to keep one be careful for what you wish for for the future is never promised Super Women Broken hearted female Lost in addiction
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A corner whore To support an infliction A single mom Trying to make ends meet On welfare selling her body Just to afford nicer things Cause child support is never enough To raise a family Father is in prison The father lay dead in the street From dealing a cocaine habit Passing aids from jail lover A grandmother in church Cries out to God I need you My family needs you Life Life is a continuum of itself; Life is a reflection of a journey, from its course in choices you make of it Nature A woman is feminine by nature She carries her weight with grace She can be affirmative at times She can be superior and raise a family and work A woman can define sensuous traits She can dictate space
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She can be lead a race A woman can be an innocent rose She can be psychic and recognize reason She can be compassionate in what she does By nature, a women is instinct Rage State of mind Contrary to what is said a delusional hatred to be mistaken for love Voices. Voices that welcome madness Immoral words that imitate denial and bigotry Words used to break you down Rob you, make you a criminal of self-thought was that what I thought you said? A blind man relies on touch A sane man on logic Delusional voices, that make me mad That make me sad, That make me want to fight back To defend my youth, defend my cultural heritage Where prejudice has no warrant Spoken words, only justifies reasons to be misunderstood I will not be judged or profiled or prejudged by fault only credibility For I too am America Sky
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Azure sky mounted behind gaseous clouds, Metallic ocean flutters beneath mystic barriers, Vegetation barely over muddled olive terrain, Orange horizon to the break of mourning Life surrenders to natures beauty. Paranoia Schizophrenia I hear the voices everywhere Through every source The television and radio By campus, travel and shopping I hear the voices talking to me Anticipating the will to do wrong Finding fault of my present and past I hear the voices talking to me Knowing everything about me Detail for detail saying things That hurt, make me cry and scream I hear the voices in my head Voices that say I am unhealthy Voices that question that I steal Voices that say I cheat Voices that threaten me and my family I hear voice, the voices in my head That tell me to back off That tell me to quit Conversing back and forth with a voice Talking to God, "God bless the meek and humble" "As I walk through the valley of fire,
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I hear no evil, I feel no evil, I fear no evil" The voices state I will remain innocent The voices are in a confrontation with God God protects me from sin, the voices I hear voices in my head that are delusions from a past that does not exist I hear the voices conversion I hear the voices that say "Do not give up." The voices follow me everywhere They are desperate trying to acquit me I pray each day for forgiveness A promise I will do better Hoping someday the voices will get to know me and stop their voices Lesbian Self Love I discovered my lover self My soul mate that met me sexually A self-touch explored my body With warm caress in pleasures unspeakable I discovered my lover myself Desirable fantasies from a male lover A female self-lover Who showed me how to love myself more In their memory A self-lover Wanting to feel what I could only desire I discovered my lover myself
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My inner self desiring to love oneself A lesbian A self-One Love Bright Stars Stars shine so brightly so far away Mystical dome of planets a source of light of any given day the horoscope awakens illusion each to find his way sparkling so high above the heavens granting life, there is someone out there watching us through truth the stars a sign of heaven is present in the lives above Ghosts My mind is playing tricks on me with what I write changes memory A re path from intentional meaning My mind is playing tricks on me with what I see is an image that is not clear
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My mind is playing tricks on me with what I remember is not what is so It is a mere delusion My mind is playing tricks on me with what I said is not what I meant My mind is playing tricks on me with what I hear is distorted It is a gibberish feeling My mind is playing tricks on me with what I feel Has no emotion My mind is playing trick on me with a touch from a ghost that reminds me of why I am crazy LYRICAL POEMS Sorry Sorry I never took the time Sorry I never said goodbye Sorry I never made the time To be with you I wish I could hold you near Hair blazing in the wind To ease away the pain away Sorry I was not there for you to hold while being lonely
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In need of a true friend Sorry I did not understand you, wishing the pain away Sorry for the times I did not ask what was on your mind I find excuses I turn I wish I could hold you near a reign of tears fall wishful thinking Sorry for the times we spent Apart all apart from our heart My heart pains I wish I could breathe within And take all hate away A promise to bring you back to life In my memory for us never to part Sorry for all the times I meant to be there for you And could not Sorry for the times I could not speak what words and emotions say I take it all away Sorry I could not be a friend I take it all away

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Joyful tears fall Down my face It is not what people think It is not what people say I respond if we can do it all again I would take it all away For the memory of it Never us part Sorry in regret I would do it all again

You Dont Know What Love is Confusion Doubt Emotionally stressed Venerable inherit Painfully assist Damper horizon Moderately sensed Modified solution Dangerously ad missed Tranquil upset Fervently blessed
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Inhale jeopardy Externally confessed An imagery, a concept Figuratively obsessed A silent memorial A gesture remised You have everything to gain nothing to lose just feeling the vibes Feeling the grooves Confusion Doubt Emotional lee biased Vulnerable tradition, Alter raptly insets Broader horizon Moderately obliged Modified solution Danger sly ad missed Remitted projection Extra denary blessed Internal expresionLiteraly confessed A supplemental gesture Figuratively abscessed A silent memorial A gesture remised
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You have everything to gain nothing to lose just feeling the vibes Feeling the grooves Confusion Doubt vulnerable e tradition broader horizon Modified solution Remitted projection internal expression a supplemental gesture a silent memorial a silent memorial You feeling me Just groin and moving you feeling the words Feeling the groove Emotionally biased Vulnerable Alternately horizon moderately solution Danger sly projection Extra denary expression literally a gesture figuratively remised A silence remised A silence remised
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A silence remised A silence remised A silence remised A silence remised A silence remised A silence remised A silence remised Deep down in the heart of me there is something disturbing inside the image in ME must confide Miss Notion not to be My heart is yours you carry my soul you carry my soul you carry my soul to serenity, to love, to unfold my heart is yours forever to console my heart is yours I am broken for our love It figures our emotions would distant our feelings no longer consistent Leaving it up to God above There is no resolution what we had is left a memory now alone in solitary we had to part as the only solution
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My heart is yours you carry my soul you carry my soul you carry my soul to serenity, to love, to unfold my heart is yours forever to console my heart is yours Cannot I reminisce over you you took my broken heart for granted to have my only true love abandoned Love is only you, you, only you My heart is yours you carry my soul you carry my soul you carry my soul to serenity, to love, to unfold my heart is yours forever to console my heart is yours I picture us once more Enveloped in admiration your healing touch full of compassion in actuation, love will soar Let us fly together Flying high above the heaven Leaving regrets behind Let us fly together
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I am yours And you are mine My heart is yours you carry my soul you carry my soul you carry my soul to serenity, to love, to unfold my heart is yours forever to console my heart is yours Protest There are people asking Why, Why, Why Are people dying In a senseless war Why, Why, Why Are our soldiers dying Who are we lying to So many body bags So many dismantled bodies Why, why in a senseless war Who are we protecting who are we defending the war is getting us nowhere
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in a war already won by the people there Why, why, why Are people that die each day some of ours Many of theirs that want peace Deterred from lies Why, why, why in a senseless war A fight for oil A fight for world peace A fight for democracy A plight to plea A fight to control When we are not wanted there We fight to create world hope And we are getting nowhere Why, why, why in a senseless war We see the changes we deny retreat in a nation unstable Why don't we just flea
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Why, why, why in a senseless war We fight for the principles our for fathers gave to create unity in a country enslaved by chaos and fatigue People lead in insanitary Why, why, why in a senseless war Please let us find a solution to stopping the violence to fight for a common defense let us leave this war with good intention Why, why, why in a senseless war We have the lowest education in the nation There are homeless living in the street Our children do not have no health insurance Affirmative action is in question We want to avoid World War III Our economy is in secession Our reputation is in question Our sanity is in question We have standards to meet
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Other nations are building nuclear We fight terrorism to defeat

Why, why, why in a senseless war

Reality I dream of the day I would come to say It is not just another day I would say safely from return Of delusion, illusion and allusion I would reminisce of high grandiose Doing things unmanageable things Of being a star athlete, a writer and pageantry I dream of the day Where I could say What I did was of today I would live my life Where my present in my daily life Was a daily chore full of ambition Full of glamor I would be thankful I could help someone
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Or do a good deed where my past meant no more And my past was not just a dream I dream of the day I would come to say It is not just another day It is not a dream I would return safely from delusion, illusion and allusion Where acts of kindness Were a cliquey I would dream of what I could do now Now is all that really matters I could be me If my life were not a dream I would be me Rain Rain fall down Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain We are at war For no reason Let me find my serenity Millions die of Aids How can it be Life in jailed in surveillance
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An institutionalized slavery Kids wish their lives away With drugs and alcohol each day We pray that The rain falls down Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain The rain falls down Let it rain Teenagers getting pregnant and ditching school Parents are in wonder if they are the fools Anther man lynched down south Anther man out of work Thousands of mothers on welfare There just aint no hope The rain falls down It fall hard and deep Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain The rain falls down Let it rain No one goes to church Without burden and weak In prayer to let them make it Through another week
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Let it rain Let it rain Let it rain...Rain down Rain down, let it rain Rain, Rain, Rain Let it rain Running Away I think I want to run away To a better state of mind I think my life has to find A piece of mind If only I could stay I think I want to run away, Run away, Run away To capture meaning Of what I cannot grasp The meaning of being grown And on my own To find a piece of mind a better state of mind At piece with who I am What I have become To find meaning of love forward life Run away, run away, run away To capture the meaning of life If I run away
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It will be another day In any way I cannot stay I'll just run away to capture meaning of being grown Deny all ethics Of staying alive Life will have new meaning I will find love I will run away I will run away Run away, run away, run away And find love Love I am in love with you I cannot explain The way I feel for you My love is deep, so deep The world would end full of emotions full of emotions I must defend I am in love with you I cannot explain The ways I feel For this love is real
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My love is deep, so deep I cry about the break up Hoping we would make up And it ends in silence Deep, deep silence You will always have my love To travel near of far I cannot let you go Without saying that I love you and this love is true Just to make up to break up Full of emotions I must defend My love is deep, so deep The caged bird sings.

Life It is bad enough I had to say good bye To find you so fly Of all the alibis Now I am all alone and confused Wondering whose next to fit your shoes There may not be another Just like you What else am I to do
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Sending shouts out to yesterday I am left cold, no way I am all alone I am all alone My life's in fear I will always be alone, in tears No one but no one can make it alone All alone without a friend To talk to, hang out and live in sin Why oh why, does it have to be this way Could we not just be friends, I am afraid To be without you...sad For what we had was true A new beginning, is what is life about I will have to take another route To comfort, to love another like me If you were not so permissive We would see it is not working From you to me I am alone All alone I am alone Loneliness My heart wonders around inside my soul Dwindling the pain of loss Dwindling hurt emotions of failure
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Dwindling remorse from the present and the past Dwindling time as time passes Not a day without wonder of who I am what I am worth or if there is a possibility of hope my life endures pain waiting for the pain to go away, go away my heart dwindling the pain to go away heartbreak voices surround inside my mind will not let go, dwindling away time My heart that wonders inside my soul The feelings of loved ones Carries my soul forever intentions to live as long as love lives My heart wonders around inside my soul Inside my soul Inside my soul Dwindling the pain of loss and failure No remorse, no presence no past Dwindling time as it passes by I sit in wonder why I live this choice It is God's decision for me to live inside my soul, I pray Thank you oh Lord For life Secrecy
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Shah I got a secret I am keep en from you Shah Do not take it as a surprise It is kept a trinket down in my soul That embellishes truth Of a matter of fact Kept hidden underneath my skin Shah I got a secret Undeniably innocent from a lie Saying where I go Where I came from Don't tell Shah I got a secret I been holding it inside I clam up to ignore Emulations of fantasy Like a never ending story That hunts my desire Locking you in sight Memories unfold fallacy A tale about you too Shah I got a secret
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Is it meant for you Be not pretentious Evidence lurks back at you Shah I got a secret If I told anyone It will erupt from inside I don't want anyone to know this My love is an impostor Twin invalid Shah It is a secret No one must know Shah I got a secret Shah I got a secret Shah I got a secret, a secret Shah I got a secret I don't want anyone to know Shah, I keeping it From me to you, shah I got a secret If I were to tell its purpose It would not add meaning To its pretense It is held enveloped inside
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I am your secret admirer Shah, don't tell I remember you as someone else Or did I represent a twin Why does this kind of thing happens With something within Shah, can you read my mind I felt passion with your ghost I could feel your presence Youre the one Youre the one It was you I saw in a dream My pretend friend I felt your presence Holding my soul Easing the pain Erasing all fear Shah, do not tell Unless you feel it too Life Struggle My biggest struggle Was getting over you While you controlled my life I lie in death Longing for your return To be fooled our love
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Meant something To both of us My biggest struggle Was letting go I wanted to believe You needed me In your life To make life complete You left me destitute Like a prostitute My biggest struggle Is to carry on Like we had no meaning Missing you Getting over you My biggest struggle Was replacing you When it seems there is No better than you My biggest struggle was Getting over you Struggle, la, la ,la Struggle getting over you La, la, la Getting over you Losing Love
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You, You are all All of me All I had kept inside me For so long It seems too bad The memories I feel Letting go You, You are the one Who made me feel whole You light up my life With so much soul On high knowing you Missing you Touching you For so long I cannot bare letting go You, you are all All that belongs to me reminiscing about our past How we were true friends I needed a shoulder to cry to I needed a friend to talk to I needed a lover to share my hearts has fallen I was crazy about you I needed you Wanted you Missing you
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You, You are all All that is inside Crazy about love You, You are all All its about Feeling for the past Recalling your every move I cannot believe you are gone Touched by a friend Like angel Who was there for me To lean on To cry on To feel for All that is inside Crazy about your love You, it's you All its about you If I could rain heaven Down on earth Life would be a disguise To find reason How I could live alone Myself, by myself All alone finding reason To keep you here inside There is a place Deep rooted inside of me That treasures all feelings
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Making it possible to share The gift of love you gave me With others Now that I know how to love I want to stay Believing reason In me, it is about you In me, that I learn to survive It is you, I feel like believing I am free to escape It is you, all about you it is you, all about you I am who I am I am free Dreams Dreams are made of the feelings we share together as one hoping that our love will never end I would make your dreams become true only if you would want me to If your dream were to travel I would sail around the world to the depth of the ocean we would enjoy the ride If your dream were to fight for life I would challenge death
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to console your soul with prayer to do what is right If your dream were to be rich I would empower your self-esteem and be an anchor to your dream If your dream were to be a soldier I would be your Sargent at arms protecting you from your enemy guiding you from harm If you dream were to find fame I would attract popularity with gainful employment with fame and popularity the same If your dream were to find peace I would give you my soul we would be in this together through rich or through poor If your dream were to find charity I would give you my heart or love would be forever from sickness and health do we part If I could answer your prayer I would give you my faith through all hope Love will give or take If man can dream I would be your counterpart to love, to hold, to Cherish
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Forever love, forever love, forever love XO Remembering Love You do not know how good You make me feel When you are around My life is complete With your presence With your touch I feel loved by you It is a feeling I never had before To trust my life In your hands Was a big step You do not know how it felt To feel your warm embrace I opened up to you To allow this to happen With so much emotion I felt love Love like no other You captured the essence Of my heart When we talked It added meaning
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It was a friendship tied In a known Head over heels for you I remember what love was like Since your life has not been the same Your love is forever In my memories I remember my first love My first kiss My first hug I reminisce, I remember Prayer I believe in miracles I believe in dreams I lift my voice to be heard Heaven only knows what I feel I believe I believe Chorus: I believe in a celestial of stars Dancing in heaven above I believe in showers falling down on me is a sign of love, a sign of love I believe

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Chorus: I believe in family helping one another even in times most need be I believe in miracles I believe in being friends I believe in you and me Chorus: I believe in the Lord Having a helping hand Always listening to our call To deliver us from the bad I believe in the cause To surrender love effortlessly I believe in God I believe in miracles All hope foresees I believe I believe Chorus: When I was in doubt, in doubt I felt the pain, a special healing To deliver me from death and destitution To a place where a rock lies God answered my prayers, he delivered me When I failed to pray I walked a lonely road God carried me, he delivered me and are free You see I was never alone, he cares, oh yes he cares When I was in doubt
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Faith led my way, I was never alone I followed his word, yes his holy word And I was healed, I believe in miracles I believe in love I believe in guidance Yes, Lord I believe in you Memories Memories Memories honor our time together Honoring our time apart That we spent together A promise we were meant for each other The good memories of our past Memories Remembering our last words we spoke Remembering our laughter broke Into tears, we felt the affection Our hearts broke into reflection The memories we shared were true Memories Of the times of us together Spreading good news for our love forever Of the times we shared in peace with God Memories, oh memories Memories... It is hard letting go of loved ones
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when our time is valued as a couple when our days outlive time of our hearts intertwined the memories of our love Memories of our love Memories of our love the memories, memories, remember us Remember what love is Remember, remember, memories

Race and Ethnicity I I feel that racial profiling is wrong and discriminatory while being objected towards race and ethnicity. Often I hear on the radio how poor groups are harassed by police officers based on their race or ethnicity. While groups are pulled over for suspension of being drug dealers because of the car they drive. It is unfair for the police to stereo type groups for being motivated and convicted of crimes they did not comment. While groups are convicted of a crime for being hostile based on their demeanor. There have been reports of kids being murdered by police officers while defenseless. Racial profiling is wrong, while the people who actually doing the crime from other groups get fewer years in prison or are
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acquitted for the same crime. I feel tougher laws should be mandated when presented with cases like these. II Affirmative action for state university enrollment is fair where no student admission should be denied. Students are admitted to college according to academic grades, activities, achievement score and academic program. Colleges want to enroll students that can do the work. Competition to being admitted in college is demanding the best students. Students of ethnic and race is a defining matter for creating diversity in school. Student athletes are required to have as much criterion as students with high academic criterion to being admitted in college. Affirmative action should only be admissible when student who reflect the enrollment demand and can create more diversity at the school. III It is important to promote property taxes on individual school districts for public schools, while many cities rely on their children attending public school. The overall cost for going to school is costly. Prerochrial school expenses rely on the church. There is a law that designates separation of church in state. Jim Crow laws after slavery did not permit all races
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and ethnic groups to attend public schools. Today, laws have changed and schools are more integrated. Bussing allows kids the opportunity to go to better schools or the choice to go to a local school near them. Bussing allows kids from different areas to attend public school and with this grants taxes on individual neighborhoods more affordable to parents. IV History classes should adapt to multicultural perspectives. I had one year of black history the twelve years in school. Within that year, I was taught Indian history, Nevada history, world and US history. Some feel that history is his story and other races and ethnic groups are often disregarded and not taught as part of the curriculum. History covers a mainstream of multicultural values which should be addressed. If history is ignored and not taught in school, it will repeat. There are civic issues that go on in the news that the uneducated will never understand if they do not know the basis of what is going on.

V The United States constitution permits freedom of religion. Thus religious observances should be recognized for Christians and non-Christians in
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school. There are a lot of ethnicity groups around the nation. Not all are of the same religious belief or background. No one should be denied a fair education based on their background, but on their ability to do the work well. There are schools designed for religious faith to grant a fair education to their group. Some cultures prefer to home school their children for accuracy in education. Schools should observe diverse religious belief as a standard. VI I am appalled to some stereo types I view in the movies about race. The history of blacks in film evolved around with painted black faces. It evolved around with dark skinned as evil and light skinned as good. It evolved around with buck wheat on the Little Rascals or Amos and Andy. The stereo types for blacks were thought to be obedient and silly. Film today reflects blacks are drug dealers and drug addicts, gang members, prisoners, adulterers or film has changed to having positive roles by actors in some films like Tuskegee Men or television shows like Bill Cosby Show. I would hope that film continues to progress to the positive attributes of blacks. VII

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Columbus did not discover America, America was salted by western Asians who first migrated here. Columbus discovered the West Indie islands. Columbus brought many European settlers to America under the direction of Queen Isabella, a teenage Spanish princess that resulted in the genocide on the American Indians tribes. Columbus mission was to prove the world was round by taking a short cut to Indian. The native Indians were got their name from a mistaken identity from the Indonesians. Because of Columbus many navigators and settlers came to America for personal freedoms. For discovering the new world that resulted in those freedoms, Columbus should be recognized. VIII I have experience several changes in history books throughout my life. As time passes, history changes and therefore; the books should impact changes. History should affect events and movements because nothing is the same. History is not ordinary. There are bits and pieces of history we do not understand and a lot we do not know and needs to be addressed. Making changes to these books addresses each position to reflect things going on. An education should not use books four years old on current history. History entails circumstance. Research should not be over four years old. As time change,
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education should become more challenging. Books are an important resource that is eminent to learning process. VIV Racial disparity should be discontinued. U.S. law says a person is innocent until proven guilty beyond doubt. It is sad when people are given the death penalty that is innocent. Recently; there was a case where a man was put to death thought to be innocent. As a young black male, Troy was put on trial for a rape case. Evidence showed he was innocent and his sermon did not match the woman who claimed he raped her. A town in Florida, committed genocide on a black town blaming an innocent black man for raping a white woman. The U.S. has a right to make reductions on the unlatch. X All government agencies should equip a multiracial staff to equate diverse issues within an entity. No one should discriminate against race or ethnicity. Effective hiring practices should allow diversity to educate problems is correct. A more diverse staff can come to a catharsis when creating programs and addressing problems that not everyone can understand.
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Religion I Prayer should be allowed in public schools when a student or government official dies. In Prerochrial School, we said prayer and our pledge allegiance to the flag every morning before class starts. In public school, prayer was allowed when something scandalous or horrific was done. Not everyone believes in a Christian god. Not everyone believes in our government. Prayer should be observed for special times like when we are in war. Soldier pray before battle. Athletes pray before a gay. Prayer should be inclusive.

II The Christian religion should play a role when teaching health and sex education in school. I was taught about contraceptives in health class. Catholics do not believe in using contraceptives, condoms, and birth control in any form. Public school taught me about abstinence and celibacy. Abstinence practice is to not have sex until you are ready. Catholics do not believe in having sex until after they are married. Public school taught me about celibacy. Celibacy
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means to having sex involves two responsible adults. I believe that to wait to have sex until you are old enough to understand it, relationships and willing to take the responsibility to raise a child. III There is a history behind money, especially when you think of how a slave was sold for a chaise. People began to sell their sheep and other objects in replacement of money early on. In Africa, their daughter was sold for land or animal wealth. Later gold was used as a commodity. Nations could use gold to make jewelry. Nations started to trade for paper money. The value of a dollar had a gold strip inside the dollar. Paper had a value. Our nation writes on the dollar, In God We Trust. To me the phrase is designating that there is a God. IV I feel that faith based entities should all pay reattributes and punishment for all religious authorities that have sex with children. The religious leaders before working should have a background check for being child predators and medical test for being gay. The religious leaders are leaders in the church and should be more responsible and more accountable for their actions. There is sex abuse not only in the Catholic Church, but all churches.
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National/International Policy I The Constitution of the United States of America states that we believe in providing aid or government assistance to other countries during natural disasters and during unfair war. This is justifiable when those countries want our help. Like in Afghanistan, they dont want us there; we should let them fight their own battles. If like in Serial, where there is genocide, we should give help. If what happened in Thailand happens, we should give assistance. If like what happened in Haiti, we should help. What happened in 911 was a calling and warning we should have not have involvement with. II When our nation is at threat, we should take precaution. We should prepare ourselves for the threat for we are in crisis. We do not want them to build their army to attack our country. We do not want our country to be weak for attack. There was a need for breaking done our ally to protect our country from arsenal threat when threat still exists today. III
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We cannot give China too much trade power. China is believed our ally. China is a third world country. Trade policy with China should restrict their country when they believe in having unfair work policy such as slave trafficking or sex trafficking which is against our countries moral belief. When America starts to go outside our doctrine to practice outside common belief, it endangers everyone.

IV Military and war was originally predicated for men. It is the men who went to war and hunt, while the women cleaned and took care of the children. Today, women are allowed in the military; but are restricted to fight in combat. Men were thought to be stronger than women and less sensitive and so they can fight in wars. Women were allowed in the military during the World War, but they were taught etiquette skills on how to act like a lady. Military service should be restricted for combat. V The second wealthiest nation in the world is China. We borrowed from China, during our depression. China has the second wealthiest economy in the
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world. China has the second highest manufacturing country in the world. China has a high work ethic where their people believe in a good education and strive as a nation. Education I National testing is important for competition in America schools. National test show us where we stand in the country and around the world by reporting scores. Bush issued a law No child left behind. This was an initiative to create standards in overall school achievements. This law raises the bar for students to meet expectations. National testing is good for schools to teach outside the box to make good students to award schools.

II Tracking should be used in deterring courses for public school/children and achievement scores should be used as a determining factor when deciding whether their child is good enough to attend their school. If entering an engineering school, students
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must know math. If attending the school of the arts, students must know the arts. If attending a magnet school, students must be advanced. If attending a culinary school, they must know the mechanics of cooking. If a student wants to become a nurse, students must be good in math and science. This is the reason behind tracking students to schools. III Funding for school should be a priority. Teachers often go beyond the call of duty by paying for items to help guide student instruction. Teachers are awarded for extradinary work by improving instruction. Schools are not funded when the students do not meet standards. The teachers who have access to instructional material can provide a better instruction and education, while the schools that lack this usually fall behind. If all schools had proper funding, there would be no child left behind. IV Schools with fewer students per class are proven to give more attention to the student. Schools that have teacher assistants in large classes can help with the instruction process so all children are helped. In smaller classes, teachers can help every student in class by giving individual attention. With larger classes, there is not time to help every students
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questions. The teacher is there to help student reach their educational goals. Every student is important and should not be over looked with a class of forty students in a class.

V There are benefits for home-school, public school and online students. Home-school students learn on that pace and are taught by their parents. Public schools are taught structured classes by a teacher. Online classes are taught by the aid of a computer at their own pace. The benefits of home-school students, is that they do not experience peer pressure or educational stress being taught at home. Public school students can interact with their classmates to get help with assignments and questions they do not understand. Online students can conduct research and are more accountable for their education. However the discipline, students are held accountable for their education. On the American Dream I

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The American dream is a historical belief that if you work hard enough that anything is possible. American belief is that no matter what background you have poor or rich; it is possible to acquire wealth by working toward your goal. When America said, give me your huddled masses, it granted every American the personal freedom to pursue their dream. A person like Fredrick Douglas, through this ethic is able to graduate from college and head his own school, the Tuskegee Institute. People like President Obama, is able to overcome obstacles, to become president of the United States. People like Martin Luther King Jr., was able to march on Washington and lead the poor people march, to help poor black people to enable personal freedoms. Martin Luther King Jr. believed that one day that blacks would not be judged by the color of their skin, but the content of their character. For this premise, I feel he wanted people to be judged for what the person is capable of doing. It is the Langston Hughess dream that one day would be able sit at the table of brotherhood regardless of race or background with common ground. President Jefferson stated in the constitution on the premise that all people are created equal. America is a melting pot that attempts to engage on the mission of moral toughness.

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People like Rocker fellow, had the ability to achieve from little to becoming a self-made millionaire. Romney came from poor to inheriting wealth through hard work. There is opportunity in America. People who struggle hard in work will overcome to engage with the possibility of opportunity. It is comforting to know that those who pursue their dreams will be rewarded through promotion or pay increase. There is a hierarchy in remobilizing the work ethic. The hierarchy is the reasons given to strive for goals to creating a better way of life. America is a melting pot that is not dominated or overwhelmed by discontent. The American dream does not discriminate against its people. Carver was able to create many inventions. Charles Drew was able to create a medical breakthrough to store plasma. Chasm was able to be the first black woman to run for president of the United States. It was through determination that the bar was raised to the level these leaders pushed for greater opportunities for others to follow. I feel I can learn a lot from these role models. I believe if I work hard towards a goal, my dreams will come true. The poem, The Unknown Citizen, states that a person who does everything that is expected is well noted in society. God bless me for the things I can change to close the gap of exchange
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and for the things I cannot change that I will not be forgotten. Through ability to reason, I have worked hard throughout my education. I was able to stay in college for over 25 years and I was awarded a diploma for my hard work. I could not thank my instructors enough for helping me through this process. My instructors response is that I taught myself and that I earned that grade. Some may question how I did it. I studied hard and did not give up, with the moral support of family and teachers that I would graduate. I had to believe in myself. I felt that once I made my mind up to achieve my goals, I could accomplice my dreams. Quitting is not an option in my American dream. My American dream is to become a renowned poet and lecturer and teacher. I believe I can reach that goal. My first step is through taking classes to improve my skill. I feel I must practice writing poetry to maintain my skill. Continued learning is an ongoing process that will determine the fate of my goal. The outcome from my writing is well worth the desire to completing a task well done. The Drug Enact, By Angela Khristin Brown

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The most analytical drug is suicide. Suicide is a convert excuse to getting rid of social problems. Suicidal thoughts are a delusion to determine final judgment. It knocked on the door of the young to create a painful antidote towards punishment. It is a form of physical abuse as a result to mental abuse. By taking a drug overdose, is a remedy of finding a solution to end the mad voices within. No sermons, justified judgment. The voices are confirming its call loathing with all the envy and distress to the pain within. Occasionally I see ghost sobering with deception saying, Lire, stupid, crazy! Mirages of failure destroying concentration to prevent cause to live a normal life. Suicidal thoughts are a facet of self-hate that converges into denial. I first heard the voices at age 15. The horror of being a teenager is enough to die over. Teenage years are in the middle of being a child and an adult. As a teenager you make choices over grades, boyfriends and true friends. Those choices can make you mature. I dont want to do that again because it is bad for me. If everyone were afraid of making decisions, the worst thoughts would make us all victims of selfhatred. The voices are often disturbing thoughts that repeat in our conscience. The voices remind me that I
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am not well liked. The voices remind me I am not perfect. The voices remind me of inflicted pain that I endure on the daily basis. Suicide can make you isolated. I would want to be alone so I am no longer reminded of my deficiencies. I first took the pills in high school for this very reason. In college my coach warned me, Off the drugs, she said. Some sniff glue or take their parents medication. I used aspirin with another off the counter pill so that I would not feel the crowed while on the college basketball court. I used the drugs so I would forget about the games and everything surrounding it. I was in my own world of self-pity. There are over 25, 000 Americans who are addicted to drugs for this very reason to get their minds off their problems. The horrid feeling that you do not want to live is what affects everyone. Suicide affects families, friends and others who care. No one wants to bury their own child due to neglect. We live in a culture where drug abuse is a remedy to suicide. It is a feeling as if I can harm my body, the pain I feel will substitute for the mental abuse and once it is over I can go on. Some people feel that they cannot live without drugs abuse. It is a universal culture that should count for manslaughter. Drug users want to solicit drugs legally for commercial use. Everyone does it from time to time.
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Drug use is an addiction. Drugs can alter life where addicts depend upon it daily where they cannot live a normal life without it. I am a product of drug use. I tried to overdose on drugs in high school. I was catatonic and had two seizures as a result of it. I have changed where I no longer rely on drugs for a quick hit and instead I rely on drugs to keep me living a healthy life. Not everyone is this lucky. Drug attacks are criminal narcissist of self-destruction. People should be supportive of others by being encouraging of others to do their best. You should surround yourself with positive people that make you feel your best so you are less depressed and suicidal. Hope and love is what makes others carry on.

On Being Gay Why is being gay a controvecial issues amongst Americans? When does politics modify authority? Contrary to belief, the government is at the
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state of reason. Being gay is a right to choose. America is being primitive to inefficiency. Being gay is amongst us. Some people are born genetically gay where their body parts are made to belong to each sex. Gay men like other men and lesbian women prefer to like other women. Some people are unisex where they will not date beyond same sex. Once a straight goes gay they prefer to stay a unisex after sexual anal intercourse. After intercourse they can only get aroused by their male mate. One can tell the difference from a gay man to his partner by looking at their chest and the shape of their hips and their behind. Lesbian females there is a male female partner and girl female partner involved in this relationship. For both gay and lesbian the personality is reflected on who is male or female. Some people are bisexual where they are more sexually aroused by both man and woman at one time. Bisexual couples like both women and man. Bisexuals play the roles of their persona. Some people practice bisexual sex as a part of their culture. Some cultures believe you have to be gay and like the same sex so you can know how to relate to the opposite sex. Some people are against same sex marriage. Religion plays a big part on what a marriage is based upon. Being gay is referred to as immoral in the
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church. Some countries outside America approve of same sex marriage where two people are mature adults who can have this choice. Gay people feel comfortable in their own skin and are emotional moral people with an understanding this is what became of them. There is no giving up once you are gay you can change. Some people feel that gay men and lesbian women cannot have a child. God made women to give birth to a child. A gay man can get a lesbian woman pregnant with child and have a natural child birth. Is being gay as dysfunctional by traditional belief, that we are know some people are gay at some point in their lives and ignore moral standards. Some same sex values involve practicing sex with one self. It is where carrying on self-fantasies with imaginary sex partners confirm to being self-evident of being gay. We must immerge from our behavior as sexual to become aware of our own actions before contradicting a phase of what is quite evident when dealing with what defines a relationship. Gays can be adventurous that creates common initiative.

Reflections: Meaning of life. A Narrative. Written

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by Angela Brown Why people believe in God? Throughout history man has been known to believe in a type of entity with superior powers who will deliver them from known evil. There have been pagan gods of the Middle East and human Greek gods for example. Christianity was derived from the Jews cascade into slavery for many years before Jesus was said rise from the dead and to forgive all sins. Other forms of Christianity spread throughout the world with different deviation of the chosen race who will be delivered from sin. Jesus was a time where the Jews believed in pagan gods. It was a new ideology to follow. Jesus challenged sins from the blind, adulterers, raising the dead and saving prostitutes and good Samaritans. It is said Jesus died on the cross and rose from the dead for the first time in history to raise the buried sinners to bring them to heaven with him. After his death many followers pursued faith that God is omnipotent and the creator and judge over man. Followers of the Christian faith pray for good intentions and believe God truly exists. The shooting at Virginia Tech was a tragedy. America should not fail to see the devastation act of violence inflicted towards the nation. It must have been an act of traumatic stress to have such an outbreak. America hears about acts of infliction to places like Calamine high incident where students feel some type of neglect or hate crime against them
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to the point they want to retaliate anger on others. Tougher gun laws need to be made where the mentally ill and criminals are not allowed to purchase a gun. Precautions should be made in schools across America such as gun detectors, higher campus police patrol and cameras in the classrooms. This act could have been prevented if someone has a documented psychiatric diagnosis and teachers detect fowl suicidal or hate signs, like in the students writing, the councilors in college should be notified and the student should be under the direction of the college to send that student to therapy. I would hope this never happens again. We live in a world where we try to justify reason with theory. It is inviolable to find fault in delousing reason. And best of all we try to let by genes be by genes and go on with life. In life's tribulations we will come across problems. And it is with these problems we will try to come to justice with our actions. We will try to talk things through because we are caring humans. We want to understand our own actions. This is how we mature. Comes a time in life of letting go of pinned up emotions and finding the serenity to move forward. We must lie our burdens down and forgive one another. God said in order to see beyond fault, one must pull the beam out of his own eye. God did not make man
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perfect. Daily we ask God to forgive our trespassers and we would ask to be forgiven. Life is not promised and so we ask for God to help us change to become better people. One would need to ask God to help you to ask for forgiveness and for you to ask the strength to forgive others so you grow closer to God. Sometimes we say and do things we do not mean or to what we do not understand. One must accept God in his life to overcome these obstacles or at least find reason to define and understand. Human understanding is a healing ailment to spiritual growth. The devil was an affliction of God. God created heaven above in his reelects of all divine. In heaven was all good. God created holy angels as his apprentices. Heaven is to represent all good. There was no evil because in God's eyes everything was good. Damian was a good angel gone badly. He practiced faith in God until one day there was a disturbance in heaven. Damian wanted to have the power that God had. Damian understood with God's power he could do unbelievable things. When God felt the uncivil disruptions from Damian encounter to take over, God kicked Damian out of heaven and thus evil was known. It was sinful to go against God's wishes. God created man in his likeness. God created the Garden of Eden as a place where freedom was
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unmanageable. God created women out of man's rib. God told them they can have eternal happiness unless they ate from the tree baring fruit. Eve felt temptation encouraged by the devil to eat the forbidden fruit - an apple and thus they were thrown out of heaven and placed on earth. Adam and Eve had children - Cane and Abel. It was dishonorable jealousy from the devil that one of the brothers was killed and led legions of generations of family to determine good and evil.

Intro: you like some other people questioned and doubted I had ever been a victim of racism in order to write civil rights poems. I may have never been a victim. I hear voices all the time in my head. It has become my conscience. I write about social conditions that effect society today. I can express myself this way. The Narrative: I am a poor celebrity. Once I was in los Angeles at a barbeque restaurant and two young girls screamed when they saw me. They were screaming because I am a poor starving artist. They even wanted to sit next to my table. No one in my family knew this. I was at the book store and a young girl screamed. Her mom threatened to shut her up. The little girl had recognized me as a celebrity. I was
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at the united artist theatre when I was again recognized. I am paranoid about people taking pictures of me at the airport or at Hollywood squares. Ergo asked me out on a date while walking down the Hollywood squares. Someone approached me at the black theatre in los Angeles asking if I were a starving artist. I am too poor to be a celebrity. Most look up to celebrity for their popularity, personality and wealth. I do not know what to do. The kids never asked for my auto graph. Inspiration, by Angela K Brown Young women must find the time to equate her with other resources. I have been athletic my entire life. I did swim meets at the YMCA. I was in the junior Olympics in figure skating, gymnastics and volley ball. I won many awards. I decided to do dance teams as squadron leader and choreographer. I played basketball as captain of the team in high school and college. My background gave me the leadership skills to continue a positive life. I also played college tennis and trained with the Serena sisters. I could have gone professional. I reflect back to many challenges and obstacles that could have prevented my dreams from coming true. I suffer from a learning disability that did not keep me from trying in college to getting a degree. There is a lot of team spirit that goes in competing in team sports. As a team leader you must
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demonstrate craft and have the ability for others to follow. I recall the coach telling me that conflict is a part of being a team leader. I had obstacles in coaching basketball with federation of college coaches. I recall in dance and basketball the team questioning my leadership skills. In dance I taught the team that I will lead and they will follow. Sometimes people still steps before competition so I would use ideas and once they saw me lead they knew how to follow the routine without any other team knowing our steps. In basketball, I was pushed down and fowled many ways because they wanted me on the bench. Coach taught me to fight back through discipline in that I do not knock others over but I demonstrate craft in playing the game. As captain, I learned that if all plans fail you must improvise and make up as you go along. Never give up. I almost drowned in YMCA last meet but I won in the long run. Sports have a lot of discipline in it. I spent many hours after practice developing technique and skill to do each sport. Never give up. The first cheer leading championship won with my steps in which because of my race unfortunately I was unable to attend. The second championship our team won and I was there as captain proudly leading the team. I could have lost my life in gymnastics on the balancing beam. It did not stop me from trying. Do not give up. Life has many challenges in its core; one must demonstrate the
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ability to believe in herself to pursue her dreams. The first women's professional basketball player was shot in the left side of her neck. She did not give up. We must thank the people who paved the way. Do not give up on your dreams.

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The Ghetto Queen, By Angela K Brown Once upon a time a long, long time, before you were born, there lived a poor black girl, named Maya. She lived where there was drugs and prostitution. In the projects where there was graffiti that paved the walls, garbage trashed the empty lots of barren vegetation and gun shots alluded deaths calling. Maya lived in the home of her grandparent because her dad was in jail for robbing a convenient store and her mom abandoned her for a cocaine habit and refused treatment and now lives in a half-way house. Her grandma promised to keep her from living house to house under adoption that may result to her being homeless once she turned 18. Maya was a good kid. She would keep the house cleaned, cooked dinner and read many books. Reading led to Mayas way of escaping the poverty and abandonment. Maya could read the powerful words in a book that led her imagination to escape reality. Maya knew her grandma loved her very much and would not let anyone hurt her, not gangs, not violence, not drugs and certainly never result to prostitution. Maya had no friends; but had a lot of book smart and it was with Gods gift of reasoning would lead Maya to the promise her grandma intended for her to have. Hope and prayer. Maya was raised in the church. Maya did
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well on school subjects creative writing being her best. Maya ma mea encouraged her to write; because, it was her best subject. One day the teacher called on her in class to read a poem she had written about her family. She was embarrassed. When she wrote this poem, she merely wanted to get done with her assignment. Ms. Scott, third grade teacher, told the class this was award winning piece. She stood up in class and began to read her poem, I can do Bad all by myself. Bless us merciful Lord through this journey where we are carried and our faith is restored. It is said that Jesus fasted before being tested. When by it was the devils that asked him to feed his people if he were the Lord not to leave them bitter. Jesus testimony was that people should live by Gods word alone. Question yourselves. Are you willing to lose your life for God by defending the church belief to be accepted into heaven? The word of God is this strong. Man shall accept God righteously to practice his faith. A man went to jail for his beliefs. Jesus wanted him to repent for the kingdom of heaven is at hand. Jesus made a promise to man to use faith as a guide and to save lost souls from sin. One must repent his sin to ask for forgiveness and to ask God the strength for man to forgive others sins so his soul to be redeemed. Jesus chose fishermen to become his
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decuples. The call to God is blind. God was willing to accept all sinners into heaven if they believed. Come after men, and I will make you fishermen of men. Fish is good for nourishment. The fishermen were chosen for the purpose as journeymen. They become followers of God without knowing what it involved. God asks of you to become practitioners of faith. God ask you to follow him and use his words wisely to administer faith. God calls you to listen wisely. He has created the Beatitudes to share. His words are a revolution of power. It is by example words to live by; it will be blessed by God for those who follow. In order to proclaim your faith you have to believe in it. One cannot trust without reasoning. To be a follower in Christ one must practice his faith. Light is a resource where there is light we can see. When afraid we rely on light for safety. This is the same way with the church. We need religion as a resource to guide us to safety. The commandments are Gods law. One must practice law to be accepted into heaven. We need rules to live by to know right from wrong. It is with these laws as Christians we have a contract with God. When broken we must ask for forgiveness and promise to not do this sin anymore. We must change by praying and admitting our sins to answer his calling. It is good thing to not hold anger. After time the anger will build up and destroy you inside. No sacrifice is greater than to give alms to the Lord. One must submit his burdens before God to recompense
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from sin. If anger builds up, it will explode. Ask God how to make commends to the church. Pray for change, through the will of God; ask for Gods guidance to help you to making the right decision. Ask for forgiveness. Ask for greater faith. Do not hold in anger. Lust is sinful. It is better to turn from lust than to face its consequences. Marriage is a commitment blessed by the church. A woman who is loosed is no good company. A man who lust is just as guilty to sin as the women who is lustful. It is sinful to look lustful intentions through the media or through action. One should only be committed their spouse by not cheating through the divinity of the church. One must not swear in Gods name. It is called blasmophy to profess false witness on behalf of the church. Be careful who you call a devil worshiper. Those who judge allows you to be judged. Do not cast the first stone. One cannot impose one faith on others. He can only justify reasons for his faith. If you are disturbed by infrastructures, God is only testing your faith. If you follow Gods word you will be saved. God leads you on a journey. You will go to heaven if you live by Gods word. God will decide at the end of your journey when it is time to die. Then will your soul go to heaven. Practice what you preach. Ask of others no more than what you want for yourself. Do not want more than what you can give. A Good Samaritan gives all the time. God is good all the time. It is easier to lead a life through
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kind acts. Trust in God to live by his words. Following God is easy. No man is born without sin. The Lord knows we are sinners. God will test our faith until we die. It is a Gods calling. Life is a journey where we must chose righteously and learn from our mistakes and become true followers of God. The devil has many disguises. You will be confronted with others testimony of faith. You will be tested on how strongly your faith is. The devil thrust can come upon you like a ghost where you become humbled in Gods mercy. Proclaim your faith. The house of God is a rock. A rock is composed on a foundation where proclaiming what is right is justified. Teaching is based on scholarly wisdom. It can only be broken when the covenant is portrayed, then it is crushed and must be rebuilt. The divinity of faith is determined by your connection with God and your fellowship of mercy. Through what you are willing to sacrifice can be contained with Gods mercy. The teacher saw Maya had rare talent and entered her poem in a writing compaction. With enough said, this gave Maya the confidence to write more poems. She kept her first poem in the Bible. It meant a lot to have a gift God gave her and this was her calling. Maya would read her poems to everyone. It was now junior in high school she was in the Miss America pageant. Maya was chosen by her peers to be there. Maya thought the pageant would be a disaster where
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everyone would laugh at her and make fun of her because she was from the ghetto. Maya decided to read her poem she wrote in the third grade for the pageant for talent. There was complete silence and after the poem there was applause. Maya won the pageant with the support of everyone. Maya began to use her spare time writing poems and sharing them with the church. Maya vocation was to write if it meant she would touch the life of a child and maybe create the promise that they too would use poetry to create insight and to make a favorable impression on the life of a child. It takes a village to raise a child. It takes love and support to make dreams possible. Note that despite all obstacles, of poverty, drugs, violence, hate crimes if you set your mind to it and you believe in your dream it can become a reality. Gestures

It was imaginable. It was that thing. The notion of remarkable imagery. It was a mark like no other mark that has an imprint on my mind. It is a mark that has traveled throughout history. A mark of burdens. It represents character. It describes a movement. It was no ordinary mark. No. It was a mark that was passed down from generation to generation. It was a mark of indignation. It was a ridicule of hatred. People have been spit on, cursed at and beaten and that mark
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represented a movement. It was a mark of persecution. Where witches have gone on trial for neglecting social standards. The mark stood obsolete from the pen marks. A spiders web draped from the wall. A cob web dangled from the wall unnoticed. But this mark; represented all the pain my ancestors faced throughout history to be recognized through this mark. The mark was someone disturbing because I could not figure it out. It was different. A wall did not disserve to be so distinguished. It was different than anything I had ever come across. It bothered me to discover something that represented a rite of passage. It was a journey in time. It described the evolution of man slowly making its mark in history. How a mark could eluded me so much pleasure. I was pleased to see something different that reminded me of my past that I could not quite understand the truth behind it. The imagery eluded my imagination. I stared at the mark on the wall and it had moved me. It made me feel welcome. No other wall in the house had been so privileged to having this mark. The mark had a favorable impression to me. I saw my personality and years of undulation that made me cry, made me angry which resulted in laughter. The mark on the wall represented the conflict between race and gender. I know it represented indignation and denial to conformity. To get excited; it represented the right to protest because it granted me the right to do so. The mark actually made me fearful. I was scared to
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reveal this mark to the world. It would have to be kept a secret. If anyone knew this secret, man would destroy the purpose behind it. I decided to cover the mark with year of frustration. I would imagine it never existed. The more and more I wanted to hide it, the power behind the mark was noticeable. I could not hide it. No. It was too relevant to hide. Other people have seen the mark. It was prevalent it existed. No one figured it out like I did. It is amazing how so many people passed this wall and never noticed how beautiful a mark in history had changed man. No one could relate to it. It never crossed their minds that such a mark reflected their fate. The mark on the wall will leave its mark in history and historians will make gestures without psychiatrist really studying the beauty of it.

Story It was a hazy day. It was no ordinary day. A fog overcast down on a small town in Mississippi. It was predicted the uncertainty of a storm to come. Lycia was in no mistaken mood of discovery. She was hot. She was together and had it made. Her hair was always right. Her dress was well cultured. Her attitude was preppie. Lycia was no ordinary girl. She indeed was special. Today would make a difference in her life.
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It had been mid-noon and a heavy overcast of dark sky set the mood. Lycia greeted her friends to coffee with a bagel at Starbucks. Diane presently pretended to be Lycias friend. She was on a mission. They had the kind of friendship driven by competition of who could out speak who, only Lycia could bark the loudest and Diane could had small talk with a little bite. Each of Lycias friends had much play. They had many boyfriends and believed in playing the field. Lycia never believed in playing games. Lycia had the same boyfriend since college. What are up, chicks? exclaimed Lycia. They all replied, Me! and they laughed. Kim kept quiet. Lycia wondered, What is wrong with you, girl? Why so quiet? Kim proclaimed with a long face that she lost her best friend. Lycia knew she acted differently lately and had to go deeper to find out what was going on. Doris padded Kims back, Itll be all right girl. Just wait. As if she knew something.

Late that evening, rainfall trickled from the sky. Doris found something in Kims journal giving secret information about a bad relationship with Kims XO. Doris found she wrote letters in her journal as if she was talking to (him)? The journal talked about how Diane crept with Lycia man of 5 years and how she
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hoped it would work out and that she did not want to hurt Lycia. She took the pregnancy stick and was pregnant. Doris called up one of her friends dreaming up a scheme to set the record straight of events to happen. Her best friend David was gay and acted as if he knew had to dream of vengeful devious schemes. Everyone knew this about him.

Thunder escaped passes a dust of wind as if rain met its mate. Doris and David planned to reveal the secret to Lycia that her best friends, Chris, went on the down low with Kim and were expecting a child. They planned for confessions to be made at the house party on Lycia anniversary. Dian felt if she had to find out the juice had to explode at the right time. They planned to show diary and all that happened that led up to breaking them up hoping she would leave this cheater and ending her friendship.

Lycia was so in love she said she had planned to marry Chris. Kim was always jealous of Lycia. Lycia had everything she wanted including a good man. Kim would embellish attitude at times. Lycia would give Kim the clothes off her back to help her cousin out. Kim knew this. Kim always felt pretentious. She wanted more. She wanted what Lycia had and so she
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stole her man with a baby. How nave a scam to get ahead.

Lycias friends planned the works, as usual, for Lycia anniversary party. Everyone would be her guest. It had been cold and snow fell from the heavens above. It was winter and the day planed had as much doubt and confusion. Champaign was poured by the host to give a toast to the glorious occasion. To their surprise; Chris got on one knee when Doris came up with the diary questions to propose the toast. David exploded with the truth before any more details were let out. Doris got her face slapped by Kim as she ran outside. Lycia started to cry and told everyone to leave. It is not the time for this, thought Doris. Well, well, thought Lycia. How could you, of all people do this to me? Lycia asked Chris, When I expected more out of you. I thought you were special? And now leave me destitute with an incubate by your cousin? By the look of Chris stoic face expression, it looked like he had some explaining to do. Doris and David scheme was a cold game to play on family. They knew this now. It was not the right time; but something had to be said. A cry of silence dispersed energy of the moment to gesture innocence had broken ties to bitterness. Lycia just did not get it. She knew how much she loved
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Chris and had to let him make a decision or the right choice and until he had made a decision she must wait.

Chris told Lycia that he was sorry. While Lycia was keeping busy, she lacked keeping company in her man. Chris needed someone there for him and only Kim could keep him company as a close friend.

Amber planned a baby shower for Kim. Lycia picked up pink and blue clothes she thought would look right on her great grandniece or nephew. The dark past of deception left the aria with hope and faith. It was important that joy would overcome hate in spite what happened. Chris and Kim were making the relationship work due to the baby.

Many tearful years had passed since Aisha could be herself again. She kept a cheerful eye on her friends for now on. She had to watch her back from devious friends. It became hard to trust. Lycia knew she was different and because of that she made enemies fast. It was this that Lycia found why her friends played the field. They were waiting to choose from the first
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real thing to come and then they would have found true happiness.

Confessions

They say, millions have had some type of abuse in their life time. For me, I have a dark past. I too was abused in my life time. I vision the abuse. Sometimes the voices are louder than other times. Flash back. I could have been yet one year old placed in bed with my neighbor. The abuse can happen with anyone. This time, I was too young to know how my body was made. I had to have been shown by someone I barely knew. Doctors say my body had been made that way since child birth. I never heard of having a body like a whore and being born into it. I had not been five years old in the hood when some stupid boy wanted to play house. I did not know how to play house. It seemed to be a fun game, at first. I was misleading into being the mom and he dad in bed. By the time I was nine years old, my parents were being sued because I was immature. To prove their law suit wrong I had been misled by my brother. It was a critical mistake that would burn my life away. The neighbors asked to rape me. I did not know how lass Vegas were. I thought all girls were whores in this
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city. When I found out none of them wanted to be a whore, I found my place in the church. Funny, how my mother thought I brought it upon myself to be treated that way. I was eve that gave Adam the apple, mom always thought. I asked boys to rape me. I asked girls to call me a slut. It could have been provoked. I needed more time to reclaim my childhood. I did not ask to be picked out. It was a curse that stool with me. It is a mistake that could have been adverted, so critical in my life. A difficult decision that cursed me with the scarlet letter. What had been done was neglect. People want to now know if I am gay. Why I am not married and have kids. I never knew a boy who did not want a serious relationship. I had been afraid of boys. I had been ten years old when the boy wanted to play doctor. Like house; there is no difference. It was a matter of time before he seduced me and was caught at it. I was in junior high, when the boys started asking me out. The boys in the hood only wanted sex. Boys only were about one thing and that was sex. It was a conversion. He forced open the door and backed me on the couch, kissing me all over. I thought at first it felt good under stress, only to ask him to back off. It was not right. My first kiss was my darkest. He spit down my back. It was infatuation. Mom would tell me that I was about nothing and unless I led on to those boys I would never amount to anything. The church supports marriage and having a family. I was always afraid of
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boys and relationships. My family encouraged me, only with me, I felt insecure to their threats. I would avoid briefings with boys behind closed doors with no solutions. It was beyond what appeared to lead on attentions and appreciations to mislead intentions. It was a lack of communication. I wanted a relationship with a man, where we would talk and be friends. I needed to trust him before I gave it to him. I wanted to know I was loved intentionally. That the relationship was not controlling. I felt mom never taught me how to love. All the abuse, led to my insecurity. It was something I never knew how to act because mom never taught me to love. I thought he was after the money. He only wanted to use me. I felt all he was about was neglect and abuse. I needed him to make me secure. I needed to grow up and fit this profile of maturation and stability that it was going to be alright. I was always afraid of being alone. I never was able to move on from my family on my own. I do not know what it feels like to take care of myself without my mom telling me how to live. She never taught me the basis of surviving on my own. That I need to be reminded by god and his religion practices to learn how to separate our difference and forgive that that concedes my past to assume the danger and challenges and encounter opposition. And until I learn to do this, I will be a liberal single. Is there anyone out there for me? I wonder...it is a metaphorical dispute
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Peer Pressure

I have an anxiety problem. It started at a young age. My teacher will call on me and my heart beat would pound in fear of answering wrong. I was always afraid of people. I was afraid of speaking out because of the fear of consequences. Elementary, I spent most my time against the building wall. No one was willing to be my friend. It is crazy how children can abuse other children. I wanted to play with them, only, they ignored me and so I sat alone. When they did pay attention to me, it was to copy my papers. This was by junior high. They would get good grades if I let them copy mine. This is how I made friends with them, by sharing my work. I would often cheat for them. I would change their answers so I made friends. By high school, it got rough. The students made fun of the poor clothes I wore. I was humiliated so I stole my mom clothes to wear to school. I was admired for it. I was from the ghetto and my teachers thought my grades should be like my neighbors. My grades dropped. I had low self-esteem for being poor and stupid. It is hard when my councilors suggested I made friends and everyone ignored me. I sat in the library before school, lunch, after school and school assemblies to do work. Dad told me I did not have to
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study for poor grades. I realized he was right. Students poured water in my chair. One student pulled my desk to the front of class. Students would hit me in my back as I passed by to go to class. Students would like let me turn in my assignments to the teacher. They were planning on me failing school with low grades like that. The most a drop out girl could be is a stripper or with children on welfare. I was determined to graduate out of the ghetto. College was different. Delusional that I was honors in high school, I worked harder for my grades and it improved. The voices were still there calling me a loser and questioning whether I deserved to be a college student. They made comments about my poor dress. I paid for college with my disability check. I was told I was a loser and I made it that far because of my parents. I always felt I made those grades because I worked hard for them. I was not someone they just passed up from special Ed each year. I was the person who went the extra mile that made the difference. I read the book and did the homework on my own. I did not want to become an individual; homeless and a loser. I wanted to make a difference in my life and with the lives of others. I wanted to become a teacher. I have been harassed. I had food thrown at me. I have gotten beat on. I never wanted to be a quitter.

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Street Scence Growing up in the ghetto street of Vegas can be rough. A friend told me to watch my back. I was walking to a friends house when gangs pulled up beside me and wanted to take me for a ride. I told them I had a jealous boyfriend. I was too young to have a boyfriend at the time. Girls stared with having boy friends at the early age of three. I could not walk the street were not safe, a boy threw his toy train at me and scabbed my head. I ignored it. It was just a boy. My brother and I had been learning to shoot a bee gun, when the neighbors from the back started throwing rocks at me teasing sounds. My mom sent him back outside until he won the fight. With those neighbors, you never know. One day a kid went to retrieve her ball from the same neighbors back yard and I heard gun shots with the women screaming that anyone dare come to her back yard. She was known as the crazy lady. A friend warned me of the boys that just want you for that thing. She said that the boys will ask you for a cup or sugar or water while mowing your lawn or washing your car just to get inside your house to get next with you. Boys were ringing my door bell like crazy by the time of puberty. I wanted it to all stop. Boys would buy my friends and me ice cream for favors. My friend always warned me of strange men wanting give me rides that are my daddys friends. She said they
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cannot be trusted either. Good thing she told me this. There were grown married men that are my friends that wanted give old pappy daddy some. The streets are worse feared of prostitution and gang violence. Just last week people were shot by a drive by at the school. The boys would practice basketball at the school during the summer. Today, it seems no one meets there. The streets are not safe. The other day I witnessed a couple of friends die of gang violence in their front yard. Drugs are bad habit in the ghetto. Families are generation welfare or drug addict. Friends told me when you grow up you have a choice to either be a hair dresser, a stepper, on welfare with kids, a made, or a cashier. A garbage dump and engineering building was built providing hope to some of the boys who were in prison to get a job. It is hard to survive out fourth generation poverty. We are decedents of slaves. Many of us attend church to pray and ask for forgiveness of our sins. Prayer is a light at the end of the tunnel to hold us together. It is rough growing up in the ghetto. It is hard to leave.

Thought You Had It Bad

I have never been in love with Chris. Chris was a memory from my past that I always regretted. It
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seems to me we were never Involved In a relationship. He and I were friends. I made a pact with my brother that I would never date his friends, my girlfriends brothers or my girlfriends exboyfriends. Chris was off limits.

I am not in love with Chris. I have mistaken him form a memory of someone from my Imagination of a make believe love from my dark past.

I had been delusion about my past. I am confused. I remember playing with him and doing other things. It is all in my mind and not said to be reality.

I feel I have no one in my life. I have my family. At times, my niece is more grown than I am.

I like to listen to hip hop videos. I like their words and musical back ground. Listening to hip hop music reminds me of having friends I grew up with. My friends and I would always dance to music while we were together. I miss all my old friends. We all moved on.
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I like to listen to music. I write music and paint oils. Through my poems I reach out to others. When I listen to slow music, I have fantasy relationships spending time with older men.

I blame Chris for destroying my life. Chris did not do anything to hurt me. I need to stop blaming others for my own mistakes. I am the blame my life is like this. If only we never met.

I dream of the noble peace prize in writing or getting a Grammy someday. This too is a fantasy of mine.

I do not remember Chris In a close relationship. I guess Chris wonders where we went wrong from me keeping from him so long.

I miss Chris. I felt I could really trust him. I had faith in him. I could talk to him about anything and he was a quiet listener.

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I dream of being a celebrity. I want to feel Important. I want to be admired. I feel more criticism from people against me helping others like Jesus. I hear a lot of people condoning me for what I write. I am afraid of getting hurt.

It would be nice If Chris did not jack his pennies off every morning. I feel said when he does this. I catch Chris In action all the time.

I used to masturbate myself until I realized how sick this was. I have changed to a child of God.

I admit people are right. I used to shop lift. I would steal clothes by changing the price tag to pay a lower price. I never got caught doing this. This too stopped. I am a child of God.

I woke up once with Chris lying in my bed. It scares me. The thought of someone kissing my cheek while I sleep and running away. I imagine a prostitution ring in my sleep people kissing me and running away and Chris my pomp getting paid for it.
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I thought I got pregnant. I do not know who my babys daddy is. Maybe its father came from my sleep. I never visibly saw anyone having sex while I lie awake.

My neighbors would ask me to be a hooker. I thought it was from being In Vegas life. It was not. Chris told them I would be a good hooker selling my body. The church saved me from behaving this way. My friends would ask If they could be my pomp and for me to stand on the corner while they get paid. I just cried and went home. I would only want to surround me around positive people. I see them no more.

I have a choice as an adult to either live with my parents or be homeless on the street. I chose to live with family. It can be harder living on the streets alone.

I would like to be active in school, only, I get nervous around people. I begin to hear voices in my head. I am not mentally a right to hear the voices. I rather stay at home in quiet reading or writing poetry.
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At one point in my life I thought I wanted to commit suicide. I could never do this though. I could never overdose on pills. I like living too much. I get sad at times living my life this way. I like being around people I can change lives.

Chris had a way on turning the heat on my feet in the car that would make me excited. He could unzip his pants while eating dinner or spiting in my drink that made me thinks of Chris.

Sometime I would go to the store and look down and my zipper was undone. Men can be Hippocrates whistling at young people.

There were no records of signs of abuse growing up.

Chris wanted to raise my child as a step child into prostitution. I could not let this happen. He wanted to raise his children on my Inheritance and not do anything for my child. Chris gave all my children an abortion. He did not want me to have children of my
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own. I would be a base case raising his brothers kids In and out of prison getting raped and beat up by his kids and him not care. I could not let this happen. Mom only liked Chris because he had money.

Mom was crazy about Chris. She would beat me with a belt until my skin had red web marks all over. She always said it was for my own good and she was doing this because she loved me. She would slap me in the face and beat me if I did not clean right. I was beaten for bringing home low grades. I was beaten for not seeing Chris. If I cried, I was beaten for feeling sorry for myself.

I was a good child. I did whatever mom asked because of my religion. I love my family and I would do whatever to keep us as a family.

The doctor found a lymph node in my chest. It does not have cancer In It now. It has to be monitored.

I could not hate Chris for his Intentions. I could only pray for him
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Blue black skies I am one of you A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

There are various cliques one must achieve to be accepted in college and when there is a class of ambivalent scholars, the life they lead is a relic of success. American life can be judged instead of a shoulder to cry on. It is of scholarship and rebirth. People yearn to assimilate gift and talent. Making a world of competition a measure to succeed. What fails to mediate understanding groups tend to find their own way. What happened to you? Could have happened to me What I cannot touch Blind eyes can see Blue black skies
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I am one of you A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

The drifters There are the drifters who wear black all the time. The drifters are known to be wired. Drifters love to smoke and eat healthy. The drifters will pierce every part of their body. They are known to wear tattoos. The world is consumed with wealth in that sometimes it nurtures its own ability to reason. We are often tied down to material things that are impartial to the code of life. A skittle, a skittle, I saw a dirty black cat With the energy of the sun Who could run, fun, dumb And never skipped a meal And then some Blue black skies I am one of you
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A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

The jocks There are the jocks and dancers who are in the in crowdThe jocks are the ones who always have the most fun. Last week they trashed a freshman in the locker for walking down senior hall. Everyone knows them. Everyone admires them. Some say they are dumb. Some say they are the most popular. It is the same with the dance teams on campus. The girls have a reputation for being loose. The girls rule the campus. A rose is but a rose when embodied by envy and pride. Sometimes it humiliates the specter from what is desired in life. The security blanket become within its own diverse entity. A ticket a tasket I saw a dirty rasket It went zoom, zoom, zoom On my junket Blue black skies I am one of you A mistaken identity
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Pride, trivia or true

Groupies There are the bands that are the class groupiesThe groupies are the kind that like to have fun. Music is what they speak. Music surrounds them. Music is their passion to rock. Sometimes our world is consumed with differences, in different thoughts and different ways the meaning of unity is engrained amongst activity. What is profound is to relate to a commodity of respect. A shopping spree A scared dollar Not a day gone by Pocket book getting fatter Life goes on Without a day past spent Money replaced by selling since Blue black skies I am one of you
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A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

Preppies There are the honor students that are the preppiesThe preppies wear their clothes differently. Preppies dress is oxford collar shirts with plaid pants and doll shoes. The preppies have an attitude and an authority to demand respect. In the midst of a storm, there is a spirit of youthfulness and hope. The spirit only asks to listen to its humility and to accept its courage. My back ache My bra too tight My hips shake From left to right To the left To the right To the left, right and left Blue black skies
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I am one of you A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

Class Clowns There are the misfits that are the class clownsquestions the uncertainty of human spirit. They lack affection in the need of attention. To be mistaken for ignorance, they anticipate progress. They thrive for salvation a quota of humility and happiness. Down, down baby Down by the roller coaster Big, big daddy Dont let it go Shimmy, shimmy, CoA pox Shimmy, shimmy wild Shimmy, shimmy CoA pox Deep down south Blue black skies
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I am one of you A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true

Losers There are the drop outs that are the losersThe drop outs are the ones who are smart in school but with no interest for learning. The drop outs are there to party. They are the ones noted for disrupting class activity with intellectual remarks. I been watching them Rome by My, my, my one caught my eye The brother had much swagger I had betrayed my brother Taken by honesty To recognize my reflection Blue black skies I am one of you A mistaken identity
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Pride, trivia or true

Valley Girls There are the wealthy that are the valley girlsThe valley girls talk a certain way. The valley girls are known to set dress trends and the direct the dichotomy of the school. The valley girls plead for mercy and demand justice. Their perspective designates truth. Boom, shake, lake, shake Bam, wane, Anna, Anna Met this man Went way down south Hollered rump shaker Lip, locker, fast talking Man stalker says boom, boom, and boom Blue black skies I am one of you A mistaken identity Pride, trivia or true
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Drifters, Jocks, Groupies, Preppies, Clowns, Losers, Valley Girls The presence of depending on one another for help, one must learn how to ask for help and know how to use others for positive gain. Life is measured by convocation of communication or the desire to want change. We must learn to immediate cultural difference to make advances. Scene Two

Newer Old School Dance, By Angela Khristin Brown Rock 8 times Feel the beat snake 3 times Rock 4 times Snake 3 times Do the Lacoste steps 5 times Now 2 step 4 times Rock 2 times
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Now butterfly roll Butterfly one leg The other leg butterfly And roll it out 5 times Now 2 step Pac man those feet 6 times Electric dog 4 times And shake it off 5 times Feel the beat and wave each arm 2 times Rock 5 times Roll 5 times and slide each side 2 times Hold each time Do the pee wee Herman And spin Worm 4 times Pop lock that spin 4 times And now double Dutch 3 times And walk it off forward and backward
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And slide each side 2 times And tootsie rolls 6 times Moon walk to the back Lacoste walk to the front And jerk and jerk and jerk Pause Do that but, that but do that but And bounce that rock 8 times Do the freak, pause to the freak And jump back and forth 2 times Lola pop Jump back and forth 3 times Now cha 8 times Everybody freeze Now robot, Freeze Robot and break dance Dive and surf, dive and surf And strike a pose
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Do the splits and rock, rock, rock

Our Love

How I love thee As enchanted as time passes You are forever in my memory

Through every sentiment sigh of retrieval Compassion expels happiness Valued in each kiss

I yearn for your warm caress Missing the sentimental token An epiphany of treasure unspoken

In captivated by words of choice

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That persuades meaning In how I conceive you

My heart thrust compassion Consumed in lust In dire need of every mood

My soul craves harmony In unity of a companion Who cares for me?

Failing to meet your desires You beat me with your fist You curse me with your anger You train my mind to obey I cannot handle my fate Before I lie dead in your possession

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Mourning over a loss of a love one is a traumatic experience and yet it can pull a family closer together. I understand my parents love and care for one another a whole lot. Faith is what brings a family closer. However; I can recall my youth. I remember the troubled times like when my parents always argued over money expenses. Mom always wanted to give the family good things. She always said it did not make since to live in poverty. Dad only wanted to move in a house away from the ghetto. I recall memories of my parents fighting over little things always in arguments that led to harmony and forgiveness. My mother talked with friends about finding notes in my father's pockets from other women. She thought he was cheating on her. Commitment was important for their marriage. It turned out my parents loved each other a whole lot and they stayed married for 43 years. Marriage was also important to my great grandparents who remained married for over 75 years. My parents held down two jobs in my youth to take care of the family. They were always busy with work. We only spent time on weekends. Throughout the week I recall my Dad coming home drunk and my
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mom was at work until 2 am in the morning. My brother stayed at home to take care of me. Through this ordeal; I feel they did what was right to live comfortably. It was all about making ends meet. My family spent Sundays at church. Church was our foundation in spiritual relief. I would pray for health and happiness. God granted condolence throughout the years for moral support.

As I grew older, my family began to become more distant. Our values began to change. My mom let a male friend come between families. I always resented her for this. After my brother died I realized that family mattered the most. My mom is my fathers neck in the family. She convinced us that family is important no matter what happens that family should bind. Today; I find my family sharing more and more time together. Dad talks to his mother 4 times a week. Mom calls her only sister 5 times a week. Weekends remain family oriented. Family meals are important. It is a time to consolidate and council one another. I would never think I would marry. I want to marry and have kids now more than ever, because, with family I will find spirituality in life through God.
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Confusion Doubt Emotionally stressed Venerable inherit Painfully assist Damper horizon Moderately sensed Modified solution Dangerously ad missed Tranquil upset Fervently blessed Inhale jeopardy Externally confessed Imagery, a concept Figuratively obsessed A silent memorial A gesture remised A time remised
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A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised (silence) Im out Infatuation is where one person out of spite does not have the same feelings of the other person. It is where it appears to be true love to some; but to others it is a fatal attraction. I met someone in junior high school who was infatuated over me. Ever since meeting him, my life has been a disaster. I could not breathe without his permission. I could not lead a life unless he approved it was alright. Since high school, I lost all friendships with everyone I knew. I was sent to a therapist to talk about my feelings. Family thought I had a difficult time expressing my love for someone I could care less about. It is psychotic to not have relationships with anyone. My parents insist that I have one friend who is his sister and I not date or even conceive thought about marriage and kids unless it is with him.
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And so I live a life as a basket case. I do not want to go back to him because it is a fatal attraction. I cannot allow his family to control me and yet they control me and he is not around. I live a life of paranoia because everyone tries to remind me of him. Everywhere I go I am called immature because I am not in love with this man and I refuse to encounter any contact with his family. My real wish is for him to leave me alone. I am not able to enjoy my life because of the paranoia surrounds me. I escape into a world where I am isolated, so isolated my screams do not matter. I wonder am I treating him wrong. If I got pregnant by someone else, am I in such psychosis they want to steal my child so I can raise his child. I wonder, is he stocking me? Can I call the police on him and order a restraining order, while I know he is never around and it is my imagination he is? If you ever loved someone and they do not feel the same, please let it go. There is nothing like having a baby with someone you love. I can only imagine having a baby. What would natural child bearing be like? It would be special feeling in that you know you care for what is inside you. There is a special attachment to having a
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baby form inside of you, grow inside of you, touch you deeply. Every time you eat the baby is tugging on your cord, kicking inside of you. You cannot say anything bad about the baby's father. If you do you will begin to imbalance your walk as your foot skips across the floor. If you think bad things about the baby's father, you will begin to drop things out of your hands, breaking glasses, throwing papers. An instant reflex. Every morning you will awake to morning sickness, gagging your throat like you want to throw up and nausea will come too. Every time you think of the baby's father you will begin to smile as the baby smiles too inside. Your every action is affecting the baby inside of you. The baby will miss his siblings, to a prior abortion and you will feel sad, to start to cry, as the baby cries inside of you. When you are ready for an ultra sound, you cannot hold water. You cannot hold water through the entire pregnancy. Often you go to the bathroom. Let us time your reaction to going to the bathroom to every 30 minutes. A sign of labor pains apart timed to every 30 minutes. You look on the ultra sound screen and you smile when you see their is a human on the ex-rays. You begin to contemplate do I want my baby. Shall I start a family? Your life is on hold. I lost one baby through abortion. Abortion kills. It is unethical to kill human life. The baby will transform my life from a child to become women.
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You begin to shop at the mall looking a baby clothes. You start to cry. You want children. You begin to walk at the park where there are children. You start to cry. You want children. Your niece comes by every weekend and you set up projects like the baby you want to have. No one realizes what is going on. You wanted a child of your own. You cannot take the thought of your baby through e suction sucked out of you like a vacuum cleaner to kill your child. God anticipates your next move. You decide, papa doesnt preach - I am keeping my baby. My biggest struggle Was getting over you While you controlled my life I lie in death Longing for your return To be fooled our love Meant something To both of us My biggest struggle Was letting go I wanted to believe
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You needed me In your life To make life complete You left me destitute Like a prostitute My biggest struggle Is to carry on Like we had no meaning Missing you Getting over you My biggest struggle Was replacing you When it seems there is No better than you My biggest struggle was Getting over you Struggle, la, la, la Struggle getting over you
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La, la, la Getting over you The most enjoyable part of life is your youth. No one shall take away fund memories created from you as a kid. I recall memories of playing in the street kick ball and stick ball. The fun of the games was to see how fast you can run and how hard you can make a home run. I recall memories of the pap cycle man or rushing down the street to stop the truck to get the ice cream of your choice. And I remit the candy lady. Every hood had a candy lady who sold your choice of anything imaginable. I recall memories of the curfew allowed you to stay outside until 1 a.m. Where there would be block parties held late at night on the street or at the park blasting music and everyone you knew and did not know was there. I recall memories of playing doctor because everyone knew they wanted to be either a doctor or a lawyer. I recall learning the newest dance moves and then making new ones that steps would be shared around the nation.
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I recall memories of having slam books to share dreams with your friends. You would have to know everything about your friends in the slam book to include who you were going to marry, how many kids you will have, what you can will drive, where you will live and where you will work. I recall memories about the cube that had many combinations with your desire to solve the cube. And playing table tennis and Pac man on the television. Also playing football on a miniature score board. And also ping pong was a sport and a challenge. I recall memories like swimming in the park with church groups and friends while dunking each other in the pool and diving board stunts. I recall memories of watching sports like boxing when Muhammad Ali was the champ and the movie Rocky, Sharks, Star Wars and Saturday Night live was the in thing to see. I recall memories like wearing knickerbockers, halter tops and died designer jeans was fashionable. I recall memories in school where type writers were obsolete and the computer was viably new where we used floppy disk and computer paper with holes on its side were popular. Everything was hand written in so

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you may rewrite your paper without error many times before you got it right. I recall memories like Jackson 5; Motown and Madonna was number one artist in music All in all memories are relished today as a relic. It is a family tradition to celebrate a family meal on special holidays and throughout the year. No meal is prepared with hope like the one celebrated Christmas and Easter. This is a time to invite friends and family for this joyous occasion. The table is prepared with the fine china and napkin holders in brilliant colors of red, gold and green. Before dinner a special prayer is dedicated in honor of the occasion thanking God for his many blessings and gifts of having family and friends and food. Dinner is served in a buffet style. People begin to engage on stuffed turkey roast, corn pudding, candied yams with marshmallows, turnip greens with turnips, homemade rolls and your choice of ice cream and homemade lemon cake or apple pie made from scratch. It is a pleasure to see everyone indulge in good company and good conversation with enough food to last the next few days. Even New Year is celebrated with good intentions. Everyone has to have a New Year revelation. For
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New Years, a special dish is made of black eyed peas for good luck, greens for money and cabbage for good spirits. It is an African American tradition which is all in good spirits wishing well for the upcoming New Year. I vaguely trace your appearance A distorted figurine from the past Blotches of ink splotches across the canvass Splotches of oil dances life to an unknown postulant Imagery emerges a distant path of discovery Fading fast True love is not something you can come across easily. True love is reserved for someone who stands out and is special. I fell in love with my old classmate when I was 15. We were said to be a match made in heaven. We had so many qualities in common. He swept me off my feet. I did not know love hit me until many years later. He was a good man. He spent time walking me home after school. We spent endless hours on the phone courting. Even if we had nothing to say to each other we enjoyed one another's company. We studied together and went places together. He always supported me even if I was too busy studying and could not find the time for him; he
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swore I got his heart. Through good times and bad, he remained in my memory. I still think of him sometimes about what we had together. He is now married with kids and will never know I still have feeling for him. Scene Four HIV Aids, By Angela K Brown American youth are engaging in sex acts as teenagers. This is dangerous to think about. Over the years Americans were addressed with Aids, while primary decease of having herpes, scabs or virginal itching were more aware than Aids. Confusion Doubt Emotionally stressed Venerable inherit Painfully assist Damper horizon Moderately sensed Modified solution Dangerously ad missed
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Tranquil upset Fervently blessed Inhale jeopardy Externally confessed Imagery, a concept Figuratively obsessed A silent memorial A gesture remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised A time remised (silence) Im out

Aids were started in Africa where the virus was wide spread and troubling from exposed monkeys. Aids
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existed prior to when it was first known. The health care crisis made aware that Americans had Aids; only, it was not as detrimental as it is known now. The epidemic created a natural prevention measures to disturb the spread of Aids. Red tepid water Drains through building Blocks of slothful thought. Thrust winds, rain, sleet build Red energy from lightning in The sky moldering in deception. A scented red rose with Long thickly sharp prongs Speak of gayety pride. A red liquid imprint from An old newspaper personal Dreary advertisement of a same sex ad. A tornado battled winds blew Down the red old country barn
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In depravity of old tired accusations. Awakening death dreary dark Black clouds with tiers of Red voices speak of Despair, agony and fear. Red sun rays piercing Confused signs of life of A lustful inquiry. Chilly air rips through The wear and tear Of a red old Withered Jacket Beaten And Denied.

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It is known that Aids kills. Celebrities like Johnson, made it aware that anyone can fall a victim from the disease. Aids are active participants with gay men and lesbian women who do not practice safe sex. It spreads with having multiple sex partners and unsafe sex. It can be a result from using bad needles intervening in drug addicts. How I love thee As enchanted as time passes You are forever in my memory Through every sentiment sigh of retrieval Compassion expels happiness Valued in each kiss I yearn for your warm caress Missing the sentimental token An epiphany of treasure unspoken In captivated by words of choice That persuades meaning In how I conceive you My heart thrust compassion
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Consumed in lust In dire need of every mood My soul craves harmony In unity of a companion Who cares for me? Failing to meet your desires You beat me with your fist You curse me with your anger You train my mind to obey I cannot handle my fate Before I lie dead in your possession

It is important that people practice safe sex. It was noted in high school students that condoms are distributed to prevent sex deceases. I We have been taken as an enemy of all In prison our ability to communicate with God
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We have mistaken our old tired lies Creating fear within our delicate skin II Drugged addicts holding us back Alienating a rafters dark steps The ghettos furious life sentence Devious of the calm waters III We entrap our minds in dissolute times An image of a storm perturbs warm waters A roots bough underneath the soils foil A shadows emerges a hallow path IV To taste its breath of poisons air Hovering silence embrace for peace Times client is an admissive stare Ghostly hands deplete death entrapment V
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Ghastly sign of escape of insanity Trying to vacate his unsought welcome The river trails defeat and defile voices behind His huge plow hands hold in singes of dirt VI His back hold gashes of violet sups of blood His heart meditates for a savior The dark night encloses desire to be free Lord, grant me strength VII Perilous dreams deferred Envious puppets emulate denial If tears could speak It speaks of fear VII Align the dark shores To compromise life in deception Hammering light conspiracy
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To position for failure VIII A quilt made of old tired jeans A sewn patch from each generation A coveted patch woven in gayety A smoldering vintage kept hot VIIII And in the middle of the day We would all exit The storm Amongst a clay of dust X And mother will bequeath love And nature will provide fruit And prayer will be inevitable truth And the new born will never speak in silence

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Like Africa, I feel that the Caribbean should protect them from a decease that is detrimental to survival legacy. They deserve expertise advice to over a quarter million people it could affect. Like Africa, the Caribbean should be involved in education to make aware of Aids. In the Caribbeans, there should be precautions where vaccines sent out. In the Caribbeans, medical precautions to test for Aids should be available whether antonymous or out in the open. The humble agility Of a silent verse; Is the righteous grace And a humble virtue; As the Holy Ghost Is the divine spirit To my soul. To consume valor; To alter loss; Is an angels affirmation To the lost and departed.
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At the parting of day, In harmony with peace; A prayer inhibits Hope and love. A young innocent girl wanted a boyfriend. He pressured her into being with him. He wanted sex. One night after a date, the young boy offered to kiss the young girl. She thought she show him how much she cared for him. They engaged in a kiss that led to him having a discussion with her to his next move to take her virginity. Enthusiastically; he told her he whispered in her ear that loved her. He told her he was on medication. He told her he had a disease that he may have given her from swallowing his spit from kissing him. He admitted that now he had trapped her in being with him because she now shared the disease. She will now be medicated from this predatory affecting her for the rest of her life. A disease that may take her life. The temperament of the body Is at service to the soul We consume life through experience We alter death through salvation
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Aspiration is found through desire And destiny is met through transition.

Precautions are not enough. It is everyone who suffers of victims of Aids. Kids are born of aids. Aids are a battle ground. Aids cause hostility and addictions. It is clear this is an argument that raises questions of how to be a good resource to handle the pressure of safe sex practices. Is awareness consistent with the spread of the disease in the value of preventing the disease? Aids, is that a gesture? Are you entitled to pass judgment based? On preconceived thoughts? Is the circulation of thoughts based on? Rumors? Do you judge because you do not care to understand my Position? Is it because you never got to know me and do not care? Can You really tell by first impression that I am different? Is it my outward? Appearance, you base judgment that I fit those stereo types? Can you
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Tell by looking at me, what you do not like about me? Is it my outward? Appearance you hesitate to retaliate towards? Must we bargain with a Liturgy? Is it something I said that youre against? Is it over something? Someone said about me that has got you all fired up? Did I not follow? Through based on your ideology of reasoning that frustrated you? Is it Right to judge, because of how I acted out that you must try to change To your preferences? Shall I admit something is wrong with me? How Does one respond to stereotypes? I am who I am.

It is said that the AIDS disease began as an epidemic after a virus from a monkeys from Africa. In fact; AIDS may have begun before then. It was led by people who had gay/lesbian sex partners or multiple sex partners. It once was common with the stars and athletes to do so. It spread out worldwide. Many Africans Americans have spread and been effected by
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this virus for having unsafe sex practices, multiple sex partners and gay/lesbian sex. It is also known to spread from drug abuse. In fact the virus can occur from intramural usage from the same needle. It can easily be transmitted at a doctors office from a use of a bad needle or even unsanitary practice that if a doctor does not wash his hands and the dentist who does not keep a sterile environment for his patients. The Aids virus can spread easily by coughing on someone or having immediate contact. It is encouraged that medicine cannot heal but help the spread of Aids. Medicine can sustain healthy living and make one live longer. In the nineties, Aids became well known, because, so many reported deaths. There was no known cure for Aids at the time. It would be encouraged to have Aids education. It would be advised to use condoms while engaging with any sex partner. Some churches recommend not having sex until after marriage and being loyal with your one sex partner, your spouse. Commercial ads request that people having open sex to wrap it up. There are male and female condoms to help practice safe sex. Some politicians recommend masturbation or using sex tool safe practices on oneself. There are other alternative than practicing safe sex without having intercourse to meet sexual arousal. If you had respect for yourself and others, you would get tested for the Aids virus. If you had respect for yourself and others, you would inquire about finding out if your
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significant other has the Aids virus before you have sex. May your soul be filled with Gods wisdom? To become an apprentice of faith May your heart be touched by nature? To live by Gods words of hope To encourage others to be followers of God May spiritual education open the door to a closed mind? To not be perturbed of evil To become enriched in fate to guide the blind So he too may seek holy spiritual freedom Become a PR actioner of faith Where hate is abandoned in fear of God To be a protectorate from evil To defend the belief of the Church Where young minds can understand Gods leadership For religious purposes of a spiritual creed
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That defends the nation against wrongful deeds of hate Where fate in God leadership to promote world peace May God protect the female holy veil for equality? Open her eyes, Open her soul to the covenant of God May men teachers May men be leaders? May men be role models? Of the family Of the community Of the church May man think of Church as an audacity of hope of the family? To anticipate the love and guidance of social freedoms God is my Shepard I shall not want As I walk through the valley of fire I shall fear no evil God is my temperament May I profess the faith God gave me
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I believe he is the deliverer of my fate May God guide me from sin? As I live this journal to heaven.

My story is that I kissed a boy for the first time I hardly knew. After the kiss he tells me he has a virus and has now given it to me. He wants to be with me now that we die of the same virus thinking I am more committed once he gave it to me. Some gay people have same sex because of their culture, they have had same sex in prison or they had bad relationship with the opposite sex. Some people are gay because of contracting HIV and do not want to pass it on or is willing to marry outside their race and has rectal sex with their mate. Some gay people after encountering same sex cannot go back to heterosexual sex because they cannot feel it. Some gay people find that after engaging in same sex they want children and can only have children with a gay person the opposite sex. Aids can be given easily if a person is not sanitary. The virus then can spread with multiple partners unprotected. HIV can spread from a cough, a hand shake or even from a bathroom exposure. It is important that you ask as much about things you are not sure about Aids.
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To love is to embody emotion to penetrate deep down in your soul. It is The emotion to love oneself; because one must love oneself in order to Allow others to love you. Love is feeling of greatness that you place God above oneself; because God it the gatekeeper of your soul. Are you Feeling me? Loving one means you are blessed that you feel good About you and you are doing right by God. Loving one means That you have an attitude of pride. You represent that feeling of Revelation that you have reached redemption of the mind, body and Soul. The way you carry yourself is how others will judge you. Love God, Love life and love one.

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