The night is beautiful,
So the faces of my people.
The stars are beautiful,
So the eyes of my people.
Beautiful, also, is the sun.
Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people.-Langston Hughes
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Ashville Offering - Brave New Voices
Watch this. Seriously.
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You delight,
So it would seem,
At making mince-meat
of my dream.
If you keep on,
before you’re through,
I’ll be making mince-meat
out of you.
"Note to All Nazi Fascists and Klansmen, Langston Hughes -
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Do you remember when we met
in Gomorrah? When you were still beardless,
and I would oil my hair in the lamp light before seeing
you, when we were young, and blushed with youth
like bruised fruit. Did we care then
what our neighbors did
in the dark?
When our first daughter was born
on the River Jordan, when our second
cracked her pink head from my body
like a promise, did we worry
what our friends might be
doing with their tongues?What new crevices they found
to lick love into or strange flesh
to push pleasure from, when we
called them Sodomites then,
all we meant by it
was neighbor.When the angels told us to run
from the city, I went with you,
but even the angels knew
that women always look back.
Let me describe for you, Lot,
what your city looked like burning
since you never turned around to see it.Sulfur ran its sticky fingers over the skin
of our countrymen. It smelled like burning hair
and rancid eggs. I watched as our friends pulled
chunks of brimstone from their faces. Is any form
of loving this indecent?Cover your eyes tight,
husband, until you see stars, convince
yourself you are looking at Heaven.Because any man weak enough to hide his eyes while his neighbors
are punished for the way they love deserves a vengeful god.I would say these things to you now, Lot,
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but an ocean has dried itself on my tongue.
So instead I will stand here, while my body blows itself
grain by grain back over the Land of Canaan.
I will stand here
and I will watch you
run.what lot’s wife would have said (if she wasn’t a pillar of salt) by karen finneyfrock -
Shihan - Sick and Tired
This pretty much sums up my entire train of thought
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I Look Like - Kai Davis
