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sympathy

                 Sympathy

    I KNOW what the caged bird feels, alas!
        When the sun is bright on the upland slopes;
    When the wind stirs soft through the springing grass,
    And the river flows like a stream of glass;
        When the first bird sings and the first bud opes,
    And the faint perfume from its chalice steals —
    I know what the caged bird feels!

    I know why the caged bird beats his wing
        Till its blood is red on the cruel bars;
    For he must fly back to his perch and cling
    When he fain would be on the bough a-swing;
        And a pain still throbs in the old, old scars
    And they pulse again with a keener sting —
    I know why he beats his wing!

    I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
        When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
    When he beats his bars and he would be free;
    It is not a carol of joy or glee,
        But a prayer that he sends from his heart's deep core,
    But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings —
    I know why the caged bird sings!

caged bird by maya angelou

Caged Bird

BY MAYA ANGELOU

A free bird leaps

on the back of the wind   

and floats downstream   

till the current ends

and dips his wing

in the orange sun rays

and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks

down his narrow cage

can seldom see through

his bars of rage

his wings are clipped and   

his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings   

with a fearful trill   

of things unknown   

but longed for still   

and his tune is heard   

on the distant hill   

for the caged bird   

sings of freedom.

The free bird thinks of another breeze

and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees

and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn

and he names the sky his own

But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams   

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream   

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied   

so he opens his throat to sing.

The caged bird sings   

with a fearful trill   

of things unknown   

but longed for still   

and his tune is heard   

on the distant hill   

for the caged bird   

sings of freedom.

black death by mathew henning

Dark tendrils of disease
spread across the land
Twisting
clawing
Reaching until all of Europe
Is in the clutches of Death himself.

Women and children,
Men and kings alike,
a third of the population
all become victims
to the monster named Plague
It waits silently in the dark,
and the filth,
waiting for you to drop your guard.

The beast is hungry.
the beast must be fed.
It cannot be defeated,
It cannot be slain.
We live our lives in fear
of the demise
that waits around the corner.

Millions die,
more become ill
Darkness
in the form of disease
Death knows no prejudice
Plague knows no race
only hunger.

Will the darkness ever end?
Will this curse ever be lifted?
Will the slop of our miserable lives
ever be washed clean?
No one knows
but God above.
Save us.

valley of unrest

The Valley of Unrest

BY EDGAR ALLAN POE

Once it smiled a silent dell

Where the people did not dwell;

They had gone unto the wars,

Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,

Nightly, from their azure towers,

To keep watch above the flowers,

In the midst of which all day

The red sun-light lazily lay.

Now each visitor shall confess

The sad valley’s restlessness.

Nothing there is motionless—

Nothing save the airs that brood

Over the magic solitude.

Ah, by no wind are stirred those trees

That palpitate like the chill seas

Around the misty Hebrides!

Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven

That rustle through the unquiet Heaven

Uneasily, from morn till even,

Over the violets there that lie

In myriad types of the human eye—

Over the lilies there that wave

And weep above a nameless grave!

They wave:—from out their fragrant tops

External dews come down in drops.

They weep:—from off their delicate stems

Perennial tears descend in gems

oh captain my captain

O Captain! My Captain!

BY WALT WHITMAN

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,

The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,

The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,

While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;

                         But O heart! heart! heart!

                            O the bleeding drops of red,

                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,

                                  Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;

Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,

For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,

For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

                         Here Captain! dear father!

                            This arm beneath your head!

                               It is some dream that on the deck,

                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,

My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,

The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,

From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;

                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!

                            But I with mournful tread,

                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,

                                  Fallen cold and dead. this poem is timeless speaking to our leaders and their conviction to the cause to the point they are willing to die for that cause in place of te people

decide now

once we are born we are presented with choices at first the choices are just formalities we do not really choose our parents choose for us what we wear what we eat but most annoyingly what we believe first off why do we have to believe in anything i mean when i was young i did not know or understand what god is the most powerful beings in my life were my parents then you are introduced to the idea of something bigger and forced to believe now i have come to be a devout because of my life so the question is why do you believe what you believe?

alone?

this post is not about being single no this article is about being alone it does not seem that we are meant to be alone we are each a piece of a jig saw trying to look for the peace that completes not only us but the bigger picture now you can be part of something yet still be alone right?

dating ?

everyone goes on this journey once or twice or more in a lifetime yes the dating adventure and game i do not say game to be playful but rather to emphasize the tactics behind it.how do you put yourself out there let us first agree that there are two types of daters out there

1 someone who is social thus has a interlinked group of both single and paired off friends and within that group you will either meet someone with mutual friends and acquaintances thus creating a lot of choices.

2 or rather the more  popular way of dating in our modern era  online dating the question is staring at a screen and picking and choosing a person without ever meeting them 

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muslims celebrating christmas

hello world its me again so the Christmas season is upon us and it has dawned on me muslims celebrate Christmas which seems surreal yet its true yes they have Christmas parties exchange gifts they do the whole thing you can not have your cake and eagt it too yes you can not call me an infidel and say killing me is not punishible by your law and go have yourself a merry Christmas you do understand what christmas is? right? we celebrate the birth of our lord and savior Jesus Christ who you muslims say is not the true messiah so listen to me leave us be let us do our thing which is gifting one another and loving each other while you do your thing which is killing each other

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20 not so shoking facts out of the quraan

Here some facts out of the quran :1. Rape, Marry, and Divorce Pre-pubescent Girls. Quran 65:4
2. have Sex Slaves and Work Slaves. Quran 4:3, 4:24, 5:89, 33:50, 58:3, 70:30
3. Beat Sex Slaves, Work Slaves, and Wives. Quran 4:34
4. have 4 Muslim male witnesses to prove rape. Quran 24:13
5. Kill those who insult Islam or Mohammed. Quran 33:57
6. Crucify and Amputate non-Muslims. Quran 8:12, 47:4
7. Kill non-Muslims to guarantee receiving 72 virgins in heaven. Quran 9:111
8. Kill anyone who leaves Islam. Quran 2:217, 4:89
9. Behead non-Muslims. Quran 8:12, 47:4
10. Kill AND be Killed for Islamic Allah. Quran 9:5
11. Terrorize non-Muslims. Quran 8:12, 8:60
12. Steal and Rob from non-Muslims. Quran Chapter 8 (Booty/Spoils of War)
13. Lie to Strengthen Islam. Quran 3:28, 16:106
14. Fight non-Muslim even if you don't want to. Quran 2:216
15. Not take non-Muslims as friends. Quran 5:51
16. Call non-Muslims Pigs and Apes. Quran 5:60, 7:166, 16:106
17. Treat non-Muslims as the vilest creatures deserving no mercy. Quran 98:6
18. Treat non-Muslims as sworn enemies. Quran 4:101
19. Kill non-Muslims for not converting to Islam. Quran 9:29
20. Extort non-Muslims to keep Islam strong. Quran 9:29