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MY TRIBUTE WRITTEN COMPOSED PIECE TO MAYA ANGELO

MY TRIBUTE TO MAYA ANGELO














MAYA

How do you know,

I ask you again,

How do you know about this news,

About this spiritual soul,

They say that she took her flight to the heavens,

A flight to the heavens,

 Say that again,

Who?

Maya Angelo,

That is what is said,

Someone said that her works, her missions, her everything

here was finished,

Finished I say again,

And so they said that then she just up and left,

Left all she matriculated here, all that she had ever accomplished through out

the pages of history, and time,

"HOODIE"

"HOODIE"
 
 
You are soft and covering,
 
As I move, you provide,
 
Warmth,
 
Protection,
 
Style,
 
Privacy,
 
Covering,
 
 
 
 
Yes! Some have been infamous
 
under you,
 
That is true,
 
But,
 
not the majority I say,
 
No! Not the majority at all.
 
One way direction,
 
Forward, I press,
 
Sometimes simply breezing by the things I pass,
 
Destination without procrastination,
 
Snuggled under so tightly as I walk,

"Who Was I"

Who Was I
 
Was I my mother’s son,
 
Was I the beloved,
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
hallowed born male
 
in my family,
 
My father’s delight and yet,
 
There was born two,
 
But now tragically only
 
left to bring in the family
 
off spring only one,
 
Were my cries, my bemoans
 
for life,
 
For help,
 
 Below the moon that
 
pierced the dark, velvet sky,
 
That aphotic, cryptic night,
 
Did they echo the cries that  took
 
place way back when the slaves

DO YOU KNOW THAT I FORGIVE YOU

Do You know That I Forgive You
 
I really do not understand
 
how I can,
 
Or why,
 
 
 
 
 
Immeasurable hurt abounded inside
 
after you,
 
This thing, these things you did,
 
I was perplexed, confused and
 
wondered why,
 
Because hurt may come when people
 
make mistakes,
 
But when done on purpose,
 
Many a soul inside dies,
 
Depression,
 
Rejection,
 
Insecurity,
 
Distress,
 
Languish,
 
And gloom,
 
I knew I had to find myself

"The Again And Again Praise"

 
 
The Again And Again Praise
 
Jesus, Heavenly
 
Father,
 
Thank you for the
 
again and again
 
Answers,
 
Blessings,
 
Deliverances,
 
I know that I need you still again and again,
 
However,
 
I know that the battle you have already won,
 
Jesus I know and before all declare you as my
 
Savior,
 
And God’s son,
 
Yet,
 
Having said all that,
 
This does not mean that I will not have to come
 
to youagain and again,
 
You are aware of this and that is how you said

"TORNADO"

Tornado
 
Twirling,
 
Swirling,
 
Whirling,
 
Round and round,
 
Picking up and throwing houses,
 
cars,buildings, structures and objects
 
violently to the ground,
 
The trees split,
 
The wind blows with fierce force and forms
 
a rapid rotating funnel twist,
 
Objects are spinning around, above and within
 
the funnel’s vortex inner midst,
 
Hail and rain usually accompanies this wind storm,
 
However, it does appear with just magnanimous
 
clouds and winds alone,

"REMINDER"

REMINDER
 
 
 
 
Yet another reminder,
 
Oh No!
 
Fallen!
 
Moments surreal, time stood
 
still.                                     
 
Pondering!Stunned! Locomotion!
 
Mind in  vague trance time,
 
Cartilage  now begins to lye,
 
Lifeless  osseous matter transpired,

"A Tribute To Whitney"

 
Stairway To Jesus         
 
Although I walked this realm many a life given step,
 
Although I caressed your face
 
and dried
 
your
 
tears on many a day that you
 
wept,
 
I will always do the same, no
 
matter
 
where I am.
 
Even though I am in a heaven destined
 
plain,
 
Not the same, but yet I do and always
 
will remain,
 
Above the clouds, I know me, you right now may not envision or
 
perceive,

"SOMETHING IS BROKEN"




"SOMETHING
           IS
  "BROKEN"










 
Something Is Broken
 
Slit, Slit,
 
You may not get this,
 
Slit, Slit,
 
That is just a mournful, gripping, display,
 
Affliction, crucifying addiction,
 
Scars it always bears on the skin,
 
 Blood oozing, nullifying weariness,
 
State of flesh rare with aching
 
wounds baring the pains I incubate,
 
Inside, hollow, blurry tomorrow,
 
Slit, slit, burn, burn,

"Momma's Memoirs

"Hello
 
All!"
 
 
Once Again
 
It Gives Me
 
Great
 
 
Pleasure To
 
 
 
Showcase
 
 
 
The Book Entitled.......
 
 
 
 

 
 
              

 
 
"Momma's Memoirs"
 
 
 
 
 
You Know, you are only given one mom.  Hopefully, you get to love and cheerish her as I did mine.
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