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America

America is a knife in the back
America is a gang
America is a cold hair on the back of a polar bear
America is an illness
America is a disease
America is a blind priest
America is married to the money
America is a free for all
America is a school with no boundaries
America is an empty pot of gold
America is a sea of stereotypes
America is a kid
America is a crying baby
America is a broken bone
America is a bully
America is a hardened heart
America is a dark alley
America is a black hole
America is a superhero
America is a Walmart parking lot
America is crossing lines backwards
America is freedom itself
America is an open field
America is Rack M Willie
America is a chess game
America is a question without an answer
America is a Gemini
America is a web of lies
America is throwing its hand in the air
America is a painted canvas
America is a time capsule
America is a fishbowl
America is a mask of secrets
America is a talking parrot
America is a race
America is a welcoming redneck
America is a homeless person
America is a party mix

Anaylsis: A Theme For English B

http://www.eecs.harvard.edu/~keith/poems/English_B.html\  (poem)

This poem Theme For English B is by Langston Hughes he wrote it in 1951. This poem was one of Langston Hughes’s first poems he wrote. This poem is about the racial segregation and the tensions surrounding it. The poem starts out on how Hughes is to go home and start writing a paper about nothing in particular but when he starts writing that it will just come out of him. The instructor of his class is then implying that everyone here in his college class has something in common or has some what of the same life. Hughes then starts to write but about his life, and that what he supposed to be writing going to be the same as everyone else in the class? But it won’t be because he is the only colored person in the classroom. That what Hughes may have to do everyday may not be the same as the white students in his class. I enjoyed this poem a lot because it wasn’t something truly hard to understand, but has a good meaning to the racial tensions that this arise even in a classroom.

Music Going Beyond Harmonized Phrases

Music has been known for its love struck themes and passe visions of the 'perfect life'. However, music also can bring out the politician or activist in practically anyone.

Black voices during the Harlem Renaissance what has been struggling in their minds to break free from all the oppression and finally have the chance to be listened to.

'Daybreak in Alabama'  (Langston Hughes) is an example of what was happening during this period:

"When I get to be a composer, I'm gonna write me some music about Daybreak in Alabama..

....I'm gonna put the purtiest songs in it. Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist (simile)..falling out of heaven like soft dew"

Music is this person's opportunity to compose images of nature and make a social statement that may also cause political effects:

"I'm gonna put tall tall trees in it......and the scent of pine needles...and long red necks...poppy colored faces, brown arms, and the field daisy eyes of black white black white black people...I'm gonna put white,black,brown, and yellow hands....touching everybody with kind fingers"

Positive social change is described above, which as mentioned before may result in political effect also.

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Its Sad that racism still lives.

It’s sad that people are willing to take before they give

It’s sad that teachers are not willing to teach.

And preachers are to hypocritical to preach.

It’s sad that some missionary churches are not on a mission.

And just because people read there bible don’t mean there Christians.

So called leaders have received their calling.

But, the man in the church with his Rolex.

Ballin

So money hungry that he can’t see who falling.

Alligator shoes to show how much money he made

Worrying about the offerings

And not how many souls he saved

Lying about money

Ask the bishop you’ll be going to jail

Or pay later

Cause fake Christians end up going to hell

It’s sad that in jails

Nobody’s being released

And the church not willing to take our kids of the streets

Everybody talking about how our teens have died.

But they can’t get they soul saved without a shirt and a tie.

Romantic Nature Poem

This is nature...
Leaves swaying swiftly in the winds.
Trees climb tall in the atmosphere.
Smell of the area is like a bouquet of roses.
Birds chirping in the distance mixing with crunching leaves sounds like melodies of a harp being played by angel who was a musician in the past life.
mixture of the varieties of colors look like a painting by Monet But was done with the hands of a god with my perspective.
When the area speaks it sounds like a mothers voice to an injured child.
Ground speaks with intellect of a old man who has struggled through life.
Trees speak with caring words of a close companion.
Leaves speak with confidence like a sports player talking about their skills
When all these voices mix and when they do I know that..
This is nature.