MAYA ANGELOUFROM : NEW YORK TIMES, 5/29/14 The mid-70s: You misunderstood me Even so – I had not lived long Enough to be that cynical Smart-assed insecurity Youth is so ignorant of skin and time My regret came too late You would have none of it Lightly touching my fingers telling me “Be well” Well I continued my life A life of wanting a bit of your light, respect, and talent I spread your words in My classes Adorning my walls With your presence Assigning your life I remember taking students To see you Afterwards waiting Covered in cowardice Courage Shrunken & hiding Amid my own ego I have thrown down that Heavy cross of want Pitched my emotional tent Against 3rd world needs of mankind My needs, in spite of sorrows, Remain of the first Suffering – true suffering has moved over me You knew that The minute I opened my mouth And now Your life sails Dip against the sunset And the world is suddenly plunged Dark mourning. Powerful, phenomenal woman you Leaving us one last gift: Knowledge there will be A dawn of your possession In a world where lives can be Lessons or blessings Yours was both Be Well — Ms. Angelou Share this:ShareFacebookWhatsAppEmailRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related 1 Comment Reblogged this on She's got the look!! and commented: RIP QUEEN Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Post navigation Previous Previous post: My Mother: Celebrating the Life of Ruth NormanNext Next post: LOVE IN SPRING
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RIP QUEEN