Preacher, Don’t Send Me is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Preacher, Don’t Send Me Preacher, don’t send me when I die to some big ghetto in the sky where rats eat cats of the leopard type and Sunday brunch is grits and tripe. I’ve known those rats I’ve seen them kill and grits I’ve …
Our Grandmothers is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Our Grandmothers She lay, skin down in the moist dirt, the canebrake rustling with the whispers of leaves, and loud longing of hounds and the ransack of hunters crackling the near branches.She muttered, lifting her head a nod toward freedom, I shall not, I shall not …
The Black Family Pledge is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. The Black Family Pledge BECAUSE we have forgotten our ancestors, our children no longer give us honor.BECAUSE we have lost the path our ancestors cleared kneeling in perilous undergrowth, our children cannot find their way.BECAUSE we have banished the God of our ancestors, our …
Recovery is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Recovery A Last love, proper in conclusion, should snip the wings forbidding further flight. But I, now, reft of that confusion, am lifted up and speeding toward the light.
Ain’t That Bad? is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Ain’t That Bad? Dancin’ the funky chicken Eatin’ ribs and tips Diggin’ all the latest sounds And drinkin’ gin in sips.Puttin’ down that do-rag Tighten’ up my ‘fro Wrappin’ up in Blackness Don’t I shine and glow?Hearin’ Stevie Wonder Cookin’ beans and rice Goin’ to …
Son To Mother is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Son To Mother I start no wars, raining poison on cathedrals, melting Stars of David into golden faucets to be lighted by lamps shaded by human skin. I set no store on the strange lands, send no missionaries beyond my borders, to plunder secrets and …
The Week of Diana is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. The Week of Diana The dark lantern of world sadness has cast its shadow upon the land. We stumble into our misery on leaden feet. Our minds seek to comprehend the unknowable and our hearts seek to Measure a tomorrow without the Sunshine Princess. …
Song For The Old Ones is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Song For The Old Ones My Fathers sit on benches their flesh counts every plank the slats leave dents of darkness deep in their withered flanks. They nod like broken candles all waxed and burnt profound they say ‘It’s understanding that makes the …
Glory Falls is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. Glory Falls Glory falls around us as we sob a dirge of desolation on the Cross and hatred is the ballast of the rock which his upon our necks and underfoot. We have woven robes of silk and clothed our nakedness with tapestry. From crawling on …
When You Come is a poem composed by Maya Angelou. When You Come When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie.Offering me, as to a child, an attic, Gatherings of days too few. Baubles of stolen kisses. Trinkets of borrowed loves. Trunks of secret words,I CRY.
