Maya Angelou Is Not Dead! So Stop The Rumors

(Rumors about famed Poet Maya Angelou's death are not true. People please stop and focus on something like Health Care Insurance Reform. Watch below as Ms. Angelou addresses this foolishness.)





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Laurel's "Black Writers"

Black Writers

Our intelligence was created before the world was formed.

Greatness has flowed through our veins since the existence of Mankind.

“Let’s confine them and place fear in their hearts”, said fools who did not understand anyone unlike themselves.

Still we continued to write in songs and on quilts.

Then along came the marvelous and bold ones: Wheatley, Cullen, Ellison, Hughes, Hurston, Baldwin, Angelou, Giovanni, Morrison, Cleage, McMillian, Sanchez to show that nothing could stop the truth from being told and still we rise!

Rising to places where we are Free to express our Liberty;

Free to celebrate our culture and our beauty;

Free to stand up tall and proud; leaving our mark in History;

Refusing to be silent

We are Black Writers.

By Laurel @Black Political Buzz (copyright@2007 Laurel L-G.)

(Nikki Giovanni reciting "We Are Virginia Tech")



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Langston Hughes' "A Dream Deferred"

Harlem

What happens to a dream deferred?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?

Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.

Or does it explode?

By Langston Hughes (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967)

Sources: Poetry Foundation, Wikipedia, Famous Poets and Poems

Langston Hughes' "Life For Me Ain't Been No Crystal Stair"

Mother to Son

Well, son, I’ll tell you:
Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

It’s had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.

But all the time
I’se been a-climbin’ on,
And reachin’ landin’s,
And turnin’ corners,
And sometimes goin’ in the dark
Where there ain’t been no light.

So boy, don’t you turn back.

Don’t you set down on the steps
’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.

Don’t you fall now—
For I’se still goin’, honey,
I’se still climbin’,
And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

By Langston Hughes (February 1, 1902 – May 22, 1967)

Sources: Poetry Foundation, Flickr, Wikipedia