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Post by shanaelmsford on May 29, 2014 0:32:03 GMT
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Post by Elle McRealson on May 29, 2014 1:04:05 GMT
Maya Angelou, a truly phenomenal woman! We were blessed to hear, read or watch your wonderful works! Thank you for sharing your life's journey ,your poetry in motion, so openly and honestly with us all. Thank you for letting the most high use you! Thank you for you wisdom and example. Thank you for showing me there is no limit to my greatness. Queen Mother, you are deeply appreciated and will be greatly missed!   |
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Post by missy on May 29, 2014 22:55:26 GMT
R.I.P.
A true inspiration.
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Post by Elle McRealson on May 30, 2014 17:56:04 GMT
Here's one of my favorite Maya Angelou poems: 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.  |
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Post by missy on Jun 2, 2014 15:06:51 GMT
Why is the church seeking to protest Dr. Angelou's funeral? I've read and searched and read, but it's not making sense, I can't see what their issue is. Whats their issue with her? And aren't these people the same group who wanted to go to Africa and protest Mandela's funeral? Below is one of the sites that posted the story, maybe someone can help me understand this crazy isht. wgntv.com/2014/05/30/westboro-baptist-church-plans-to-protest-maya-angelous-funeral/ |
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Post by missy on Jun 2, 2014 15:33:10 GMT
Here's one of my favoite Maya Angelou poems: 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. Elle, thanks for posting this particular poem, I never read this one before, it really speaks directly to me and my life..., and when i saw it posted and initially read it, before i even knew it I had teared up a bit, which is not easy...lol. i must've read it at least four times. Wow, this was TRUELY a Phenomenal Woman. All her wonderful powerful words will echo throughout generations, leaving the best possible impressions in peoples hearts, empowering them to do, think, and be better. I most deffinitely will continue to share the gift of her with my girls, their friends, and whomever will listen. But thanks again sincerely for sharing. :-) |
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Post by ladycc on Jun 7, 2014 4:49:16 GMT
Here's one of my favorite Maya Angelou poems: 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. Perfection!! Sister Maya Angelou was a human treasure. Rest in Eternal Peace |
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