Everything on my mind

This is my first slide.

James Baldwin

Langston Hughs

Well, son, I'll tell you:Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.It's had tacks in it,And splinters,And boards torn up,And places with no carpet on the floorBare.But all the timeI'se been a-climbin' on,And reachin' landin's,And turnin' corners,And sometimes goin' in the darkWhere there ain't been no light.So, boy, don't you turn back.Don't you set down on the steps.'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.Don't you fall nowFor I'se still goin', honey,I'se still climbin',And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.Langston Hughes

Emily Dickinson

Anonymous

I close my mouth...

Schweidel T

From the past..

Gate Money

It's called gate money, two-hundred bucksIt's a release fund for paroleesbut it buys drugs for some

Gate money is funny money, it's related to sinIt doesn't want you to win.

Hotels, motels, king for a nightA fist full of rocks and a pipe

Next morning pennyless, without cigaretteBut you don't care, for you ain't finish yet

Now when you report, you know you'll be dirtySo you don't report at allThat's the beginning of your fall

Then the running begins untilyou get stopped by cop

All shucks, you gave you freedom upbehind a measley two-hundred bucks

schweidel T

Robert Frost

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