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Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me. Deeper than bones.
Say shit, say death, say fuck the father, Satan says, down my ear. The pain of the locked past buzzes in the child's box on her bureau, under the terrible round pond eye etched around roses, where self-loathing gazed at sorrow. excerpt from Satan Says by Sharon Olds Most recent entries. Links
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song: Ghetto Gospel artist: Tupac feat. Elton John Hit 'em with a little ghetto gospel [Chorus: Elton John] Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands and the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns [Verse 1] If I could recollect before my hood days I'd sit and reminisce thinkin of bliss of the good days I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to 'em They guessed it was stress that they under And nowadays things changed Everyone's ashamed of the youth Cuz the truth look strange And for me it's reversed We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts Cuz any day they'll push the button And all good men like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin Don't it make you get teary, the world looks dreary When you wipe your eyes see it clearly There's no need for you to fear me If you take your time to hear me Maybe you can learn to cheer me It ain't about black or white cuz we're human I hope we see the light before it's ruined My Ghetto Gospel [Chorus] Those who wish to follow me (Ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands and the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns [Verse 2] Tell me do you see that old lady, ain't it sad? Livin outta bags But she's glad for the little things she has And over there there's a lady Crack got her crazy Guess who's givin birth to a baby I don't trip and let it fade me From outta the frying pan We jump into another form of slavery Even now I get discouraged Wonder if they take it all back Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles I make mistakes but learn from every one And when it's said and done I bet this brotha be a better one If I upset you don't stress Never forget that God hasn't finished with me yet I feel his hand on my brain When I write rhymes I go blind and let the Lord do his thing But am I less holy? Cuz I took a puff of blunt and drink a beer with my homies Before we find world peace We gotta find peace and end the war on the streets My Ghetto Gospel [Chorus] Those who wish to follow me (Yea, ghetto gospel) I welcome with my hands and the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sounds of guns Lord can you hear me speak? | Accurate poem Tuesday. 11.2.04 9:24 pm Vanity Kathryn Stripling Byer Without hands a woman would stand at her mirror looking back only, not touching, for how could she? Eyelid. Cheek. Earlobe. Neck-hollow. The pulse points that wait to be dusted with jasmine or lavender. The lips she rubs rose with a forefinger. She tends the image she sees in her glass, the cold replication of woman, the one who dared eat from her own hand the fruit of self-knowledge. Comment! (1) | Recommend! If you could save me Monday. 10.18.04 9:00 am Comment! (0) | Recommend! busy as hell Thursday. 9.23.04 10:30 pm Comment! (0) | Recommend! first time i ever took an IQ test Friday. 9.10.04 8:28 pm Congratulations, Michelle! Your IQ score is 131 This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others. Your Intellectual Type is Insightful Linguist. This means you are highly intelligent and have the natural fluency of a writer and the visual and spatial strengths of an artist. Those skills contribute to your creative and expressive mind. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results. Take an IQ test! Comment! (0) | Recommend! excerpt from the Prophet by Kahlil Gibran Wednesday. 9.8.04 8:27 pm But as he descended the hill, a sadness came upon him, and he thought in his heart: How shall I go in peace and without sorrow? Nay, not without a wound in the spirit shall I leave this city. Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret? Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache. It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands. Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst. Comment! (0) | Recommend! now that that's over Thursday. 8.26.04 1:25 pm Comment! (2) | Recommend! |
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