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| The new arrival
The room busy with heat, movement, and life The tides of communication role on Then from the open door slowly steps in a voice A nameless face filled with thought Few notices and those that do think little of the new comer But unannounced he walks to the stage Drops his coat from his shoulders And as the eyes turn to him He begins to speak. These are his words From his words are his thoughts And out of his thoughts are his emotions The dignified one has arrived. With the desire to speak Changing the world Jalili B. Jimiyu Yeah it's copyrighted © 2008
__________________ "We may be investigated, incarcerated or murdered for the things we dare to write... But we are young and Black, fearless and free... Every poem, every incandescent word is a personal revolution" Celeste "ayasha" Golden (my queen rest well and I'll see you when I get there.)http://awrittenlifeapoeticsoul.blogspot.com/ www.themindkitchen.com |
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Under the lights, over and over again; alive. VERY NICE!
__________________ I ran home crying because they called me black Mama whipped my ass... So I came back BLACK! |
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