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I was said to have mingled with the masses,
moving mysteriously through the multitudes unexpectedly,
familiarizing myself with countless souls, still they
don't know who I am.
Being destructive- that's me, ravaging- that's me,
causing havoc where ever I go is what I'm accused of,
still they don't know who I am.
I swept society away like a fierce wind devouring
everything in my path - women, men, children without
discrimination. I simply love how you point fingers
blaming each other, still you don't know who I am.
I've severely affected the growth of populations,
devastatingly infected people from every race,
creed, background on this planet, still they don't know
who I am.
Parties, experimental drugs & promiscuity are
a few of the things I indulge in, one night of careless
whispers & you won't forget me, still you don't know
who I am.
Lurking like a rapist in the dark of the night,
violating, attacking with unrelentless vigor, leaving
behind a path of fear & confusion, still you don't know
who I am.
And now without further adieu, coming to the stage -
I introduce. . . . . . Death is the final curtain call,
welcome to the playhouse of AIDS.
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THE VOICE, THE VOICE, THE VOICE of yesterday & today that once seek solace
within her bosom made way for words,
words that billowed with intent calling deep within
the strength to overcome racism and trauma!
She will war NO MORE, NO MORE , NO MORE Queen courageously
challenged the world to change & engaged in the rights of her
people, inspiring them to dream, a warrior for equality, tolerance, & peace!
Like the dinosaur in "On The Pulse Of Morning" she too left tokens
here of her sojourn on this planet, like "Ginuwine" THERE'S NO ROOM,
NO ROOM, IN THOSE JEANS, IN THOSE JEANS, IN THOSE JEANS there
will never be another her shoes are to big to fill My Sister, Mrs. Dr. Angelou.
DON'T CRY, DON'T CRY, DON'T CRY for she has transcended, gone
home to glory don't remember her with tears, in fact, let laughter
fill the air, CEEELLLLEBRATE good time her life, legacy, love, wisdom, & knowledge!
Teacher, poet, & activist her words RANG, RANG, RANG loud & clear
"Phenomenal Woman, Phenomenally was she"!
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I can't promise this union will be easy
I will say God intended it to be treasured
Our love evolved without knowing how
We love each other because there's no other way
Our love is a symbol of eternity
You are the icing on my cupcake
The smile in my heart
The song in my soul orchestrating the melodies that shall forever solidify this union
I love you not for who you are but for who we are when together
Our love is a symbol of eternity
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You sought me out
Peeled me back like a sapling
Devoured my every tiny morsel
Encrypted my direction
Exposed me to the elements
You released me into the desolate wastelands
Condemned to walk alone
Swollen with the shame from their mockery
Tormented by the hunter & the hunted
Just when I thought that was it
You said this is your LIFE.... LIVE IT!!
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As time draws near I hold tight to the memories we've
shared while accepting the chance to create more.
I'll keep them stored up in my mind like an old chest full
of treasured trinkets.
Basking in your attention I can feel the warmth of your
love beaming down on me like the sun in late July.
Swinging from your every word as they escape your beautiful
lips, I'm truly mesmerized by your beauty, charm & exquisite wit.
The love we possess is as mysterious as the fireflies that
dance under the evening skies. I thought of capturing you in
a jar & keeping you for myself, but that would hinder your light
from shining. All good things must come to an end, but I will forever
love U.
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As the intensity of her tears fell upon deaf ears
I too like everyone else abandoned her
I hid in the closet for what seemed like days
This had become a daily regiment
The routine of you being pommeled & stripped of your identity & individuality
Me trying to escape the sounds that had become all to familiar
Being the coward that he was
Afraid of your strong will to bounce back from his brutality,
Fear of his incapability to break you,
I often wondered did this give him validation of his manhood
The room grew still...
I knew he had passed out in a drunken stupor from all the excitement
I emerged, your battered body appeared to be
Tossed in a corner like trash waiting to be thrown away
Now I know you were BEATEN, BRUISED but NOT BROKEN, A SURVIVOR
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I'm immobile by deafening chants of my fans.
Mounted on a grand stage draped in humiliation
The arena is packed standing room only
Murmurs of insults produce a grievous boom echoes in my head
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something!
Slashed to pieces by your taunts
Pummeled, pounded, and mauled seeming to erase my exsistence
Cornered, trapped held captive by fear
My cries go unheard ashamed of my weakness
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something!
Branded, labeled gripped daily by hail storms of fist,
bruises, scrapes, stupid, ugly, gay, punk, B!t@#.......
Scar me to the depth of my soul.
You, Me, Someone, Anyone Say Something
Bullying is no longer only on the big screen, it's in our faces
Don't downplay it until it hits home
We are losing to many young lives to BULLYING
The final ACT is.................. DEATH
YOU, ME, SOMEONE, ANYONE SAY SOMETHING!
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teaching me all the necessary skills to
brave this big world
i knew i would always be daddy's little girl
scrapes, scratches, bumps and bruises you swore
that one, one would be the last
when i call, fall or just need a laugh you would come
quick hurry fast
even though dress up, tea parties and entertaining
wasn't your knack
you are my biggest hero and that's a fact
when i'm afraid, frustrated, and want to cry
you would come to my rescue, yes there were
quite a few
you are my biggest hero and that is so true
when fashion statements went awry and protested to
what wasn't fair
whether you agree or disagree loud and proud
you would always cheer
on a day like today a tie would be the obvious thing
knowing me i would rather to sing
when walking down the aisle on grad day or simply
to say i do is my plan
forever you and i side by side hand in hand
not one day i choose to salute you
but every blessed day of the year is for you
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you made a contribution to her insides
nine months later there was i
you were absent the day of...
my first steps
my first words
my first tooth
when i turned five i just knew you would arrive
but you were absent on the day of...
my first day of school
my first recital
my first graduation
turning sixteen is when girl is almost a lady
i hope this time just maybe
but you were absent on the day of...
my first dance
my first date
my first broken heart
when i became a woman my goal was to
find you.so you wouldn't miss
my first home
my first walk down the aisle
my first child
but you were absent on the day of
so many firsts we have missed because...
you were absent on the day of
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The storm that threatens to stay
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
The clouds grew gray and heavy
Darkness swallows the skies
A storm is brewing
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
Winds rush the land like angry waters
Violent winds battle gives way to grim howls
The storm threatens to stay
Thunder rumbles strong and fierce
Lightning makes it's presents known
Bold intimidating flashes collapse against darkened clouds
Masking it's true agenda in luminous colours
It's apparent a storm is brewing
As the storm rages there's a sudden shift in the atmosphere
Dark clouds dissipates giving way to the sun's beckoning light
A glimmer of hope is on the horizon
Negating any short comings that may invade my space
There you have it folk that's Diabetes in my body
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