April Is National Poetry Month!

AMERICA

MAYA ANGELOU 

RENOWNED ICONIC POET X AUTHOR X AUTOBIOGRAPHIST X 

ESSAYIST X CIVIL RIGHTS ACTIVIST X SINGER X DANCER

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAYA ANGELOU!

The gold of her promise

has never been minded

Her borders of justice

not clearly defined

Her crops of abundance

the fruit and the grain

Have not fed the hungry

nor eased that deep pain

Her proud declarations

are leaves on the wind

Her southern exposure

black death did befriend

Discover this country

dead centuries cry

Eract noble tablets

where none can decry

“She kills her bright future

and rapes for a sou

Then entraps her children

with legends untrue”

I beg you

Discover this country.

April Is National Poetry Month!

April Is National Poetry Month!

A renaissance woman, a poet, an author, an actor, a memorialist, a Civil Rights Activist. No adjective can sum up this phenomenal woman. Born on this day in 1928, in St. Louis, Missouri. Happy Birthday, DR. MAYA ANGELOU!

DR. MAYA ANGELOU

ALONE

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.