Byron_In_Exile
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bump this thread until they're all gone!
Let's purge the niggers off of Lit
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goblin_man
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Buckwheat is not amused.
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Byron In Exile
Frederick Fucking Chopin
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You've given "obsession" a whole new meaning.
_Milky_Whites_
Rejoining her real life
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What??? Rubbing eyes....must still be sleeping...having a nightmare!!
bill-pix-trade
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WOW, what is your problem?
DevilishTexan
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I kinda like my "nigga" homies!!! One gets me high and the other one gets my files done!! It's kinda funny, the one that gets me high is like my party, it's Friday and you ain't got shit to do buddy. And the other one is my mackin', it's Friday, find somethin' to do buddy. So I'm torn!
I don't even mind that they got better hair then I do!!!
I don't even mind that they got better hair then I do!!!
Pookie
Chop!! Chop!!
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Awwww. How cute. LT is playing dressup today ...
http://www.dreampartyproductions.com/images/dressup.jpg
I wonder what he'll dress up as next?
http://www.dreampartyproductions.com/images/dressup.jpg
I wonder what he'll dress up as next?
redwhiteblue
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Byron_In_Exile said:
charming...
Angeline
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Here are some poems
for your celebration of Black History Month.
WHY FADES A DREAM?
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Why fades a dream?
An iridescent ray
Flecked in between the tryst
Of night and day.
Why fades a dream? --
Of consciousness the shade
Wrought out by lack of light and made
Upon life's stream.
Why fades a dream?
That thought may thrive,
So fades the fleshless dream;
Lest men should learn to trust
The things that seem.
So fades a dream,
That living thought may grow
And like a waxing star-beam glow
Upon life's stream --
So fades a dream.
********************************
A Greater Love of God and Country
Nikki Giovanni
There is no reason to ask
WHY? since to ask "WHY" is to enter some dark and crazy spot
where one presumes there is REASON and A REASON that will
make sense which is not to say there is a craziness: I don't believe
this is crazy but rather mean.... hateful.... ugly-though not ignorant
because there is knowledge here and there is a purpose here
but there is knowledge here and there is a purpose here
but there is
NO REASON
People who will burn a cross will burn a church
The building my be rebuilt but the creak
of a stair... the smell of the polish in the pews
the old kitchen where Sunday dinners were reheated
the icebox where the iced tea was kept... the too narrow
steps leading to the damp and dusky basement... the leaky
window that could not always keep the cold at bay... the knowing
that this building was built by these hands to worship this God who
has Delivered us..................... No..... that cannot be rebuilt
The people who have burned crosses will burn a church
Something will be lost and the world just a bit sadder
for the loss of the building.... But the people who sift through
ashes know that fire is a friend and that fire can be a foe
But the people who use fire are lowdown.....
And the people who know that some people are lowdown will watch
the fires..... will forgive the trespasses..... and will go right on
thanking their God for His powerful..... magnificent
Deliverance
********************************
Dream Deferred
Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
********************************
A City's Death by Fire
Derek Walcott
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
Under a candle's eye, that smoked in tears, I
Wanted to tell, in more than wax, of faiths that were snapped like wire.
All day I walked abroad among the rubbled tales,
Shocked at each wall that stood on the street like a liar;
Loud was the bird-rocked sky, and all the clouds were bales
Torn open by looting, and white, in spite of the fire.
By the smoking sea, where Christ walked, I asked, why
Should a man wax tears, when his wooden world fails?
In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths;
To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath
Rebuilding a love I thought was dead as nails,
Blessing the death and the baptism by fire.
********************************
Got more threads? I got lots more poems. Maybe you won't learn anything, but somebody else will.
for your celebration of Black History Month.
WHY FADES A DREAM?
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Why fades a dream?
An iridescent ray
Flecked in between the tryst
Of night and day.
Why fades a dream? --
Of consciousness the shade
Wrought out by lack of light and made
Upon life's stream.
Why fades a dream?
That thought may thrive,
So fades the fleshless dream;
Lest men should learn to trust
The things that seem.
So fades a dream,
That living thought may grow
And like a waxing star-beam glow
Upon life's stream --
So fades a dream.
********************************
A Greater Love of God and Country
Nikki Giovanni
There is no reason to ask
WHY? since to ask "WHY" is to enter some dark and crazy spot
where one presumes there is REASON and A REASON that will
make sense which is not to say there is a craziness: I don't believe
this is crazy but rather mean.... hateful.... ugly-though not ignorant
because there is knowledge here and there is a purpose here
but there is knowledge here and there is a purpose here
but there is
NO REASON
People who will burn a cross will burn a church
The building my be rebuilt but the creak
of a stair... the smell of the polish in the pews
the old kitchen where Sunday dinners were reheated
the icebox where the iced tea was kept... the too narrow
steps leading to the damp and dusky basement... the leaky
window that could not always keep the cold at bay... the knowing
that this building was built by these hands to worship this God who
has Delivered us..................... No..... that cannot be rebuilt
The people who have burned crosses will burn a church
Something will be lost and the world just a bit sadder
for the loss of the building.... But the people who sift through
ashes know that fire is a friend and that fire can be a foe
But the people who use fire are lowdown.....
And the people who know that some people are lowdown will watch
the fires..... will forgive the trespasses..... and will go right on
thanking their God for His powerful..... magnificent
Deliverance
********************************
Dream Deferred
Langston Hughes
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
********************************
A City's Death by Fire
Derek Walcott
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
Under a candle's eye, that smoked in tears, I
Wanted to tell, in more than wax, of faiths that were snapped like wire.
All day I walked abroad among the rubbled tales,
Shocked at each wall that stood on the street like a liar;
Loud was the bird-rocked sky, and all the clouds were bales
Torn open by looting, and white, in spite of the fire.
By the smoking sea, where Christ walked, I asked, why
Should a man wax tears, when his wooden world fails?
In town, leaves were paper, but the hills were a flock of faiths;
To a boy who walked all day, each leaf was a green breath
Rebuilding a love I thought was dead as nails,
Blessing the death and the baptism by fire.
********************************
Got more threads? I got lots more poems. Maybe you won't learn anything, but somebody else will.
MWG
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Byron In Exile said:
The hilarious part is, he's not even halfway intelligent enough to attempt to get up his post count enough to where he can use an AV, before posing as someone else.
Not to mention the post count itself is inconsistent with yours.
I can't figure out if he's being JUST noticeable enough to invite attention to himself, or if he honestly believes that someone will believe it's really you.
bill-pix-trade
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SAD AND LAME
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Hanns_Schmidt said:
Especially those rabid ones you keep in the garage.
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Byron In Exile
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Post up their addresses for LT!eagleyez said:
He even claims to be one.
Ask For More
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What a strange thread....
Byron In Exile
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I thought that about him six months ago.Ladybird said:
But there are just some people that even the best medications can't help.
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Byron_In_Exile said:
damn!!!!!!!!!!!! i thought i was hated!!!!!!!
