History

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    History

    I’m living in a time, where most would dream of. History in the making, to make history in, a Black man, to lead this corrupt world, 40 years ago MLK preached about this day , where being free is equal to unity. To share the same rights as the whites who seem to run this evil world.
    History for everybody who wants to change within themselves. History cuz for one moment in time, more people are opening their eyes to the truths of this world. To discover that for so long our eyes have been covered by lies. History cuz one man changed the minds of so many.
    History cuz he happened to be black, we are unique individuals , prideful beautiful creatures that have been oppressed for so long.
    Now that the time has come, we as a people need to put the past behind us, and learn to move forward. The days of enslaved minds is over. Because what chu thought couldn’t be is now upon us. God answered the prayers of those who prayed before us, of this day. And he delivered in a time where change is desparelty needed.
    So “ he may not come when u want him, but he’ll be there right on time” is becoming more and more evident to me. 2pac partially said it. “ it must be heaven sent, to have a black president” the reality of that, is of what it is.
    History to see a day that many dreamed of.
    History to be a part of the day, that I couldn’t dream of.
    Just like History , His Story came true.

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    DeepEclipse commented on History

    07-14-2009

    It surprises me that no one has tried to take his life yet. Perhaps his reach is greater than I thought. Now if only we can quit killing each other........ Beautifully put. We can never forget where we came from.

    DeepEclipse

    07/14/2009

    .........or we may end up repeating the same mistakes.

    billyfrsico commented on History

    04-11-2009

    again it charges my emotion

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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