Emcee

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    Emcee
    I got love for the emcee
    spittin truth,revolution and light
    The light of those who reside on the grind
    Hustlin' in the modern day cotton fields
    livin' in the slums and dying by the gun for the ignorance
    of government.
    To the oppressor:
    We have eyes to witness your corruption
    Ears to hear the cries of our people
    And I am left with an enlightend soul that is torn between
    MLK's vision and reality..
    DO YOU HEAR US?

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    BluKandi commented on Emcee

    02-19-2009

    I am feeling what you are saying
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    cousinsoren commented on Emcee

    01-29-2009

    Let's try again! "Emcee" is just the perfect length. The lines are perfectly crafted- a work of literary art! Continue to sit atthe feet of your Muse. There are greater things to come from your pen.
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    cousinsoren commented on Emcee

    01-29-2009

    Hi Teacher, Thanks for your commnts and rating. That's the rating I gave "Greedy Silly Little Dog". So you are on my beam--LOLa and walking up my street--LOL. "Emcee" us just the perfectlength. The lines are perfctly crafted -a piece of literary
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    cousinsoren commented on Emcee

    01-29-2009

    (Cousinsoren contnued) This poem poses curious questions ,for example, "Who is the emcee (Master of Ceremonies) "spittin truth, revolution and light" ?? MLK is Martin Luther King. Is Barak Obama a significant realization of "MLK's vision" WHA
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    cousinsoren commented on Emcee

    01-29-2009

    (Cousinsoren contnued) This poem poses curious questions ,for example, "Who is the emcee (Master of Ceremonies) "spittin truth, revolution and light" ?? MLK is Martin Luther King. Is Barak Obama a significant realization of "MLK's vision" WHA
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    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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