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I. Maya Angelou- ( Passing time)II. Langston Hughes- (Still here )III.Emily Dickinson- (Hope is the thing with feathers)IV.Shel Silverstein- (Noise day)V. Edgar Allen Poe- (A dream within a dream)

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BiographyI. Maya Angelou

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MY HEART THE DRUM

My heart the drumBeat, beating to the beat

As the beat flows through it goes just as my feetThe drummer hands slows down the beat slows down

As the lady starts to cry her crown falls down Pick your head up your crown is falling

Again the beat starts but it’s a different player I mean really a player , My heart with so many layers

He skipped a beatIt’s time for my heart to take a seat

No what I’m my own 1, 2, 3 beatMy heart the drum

Like a drum my heart never stops beating for you

LOVE

Your love is like a blanket that keeps me toasty warmYour love is like a shield that protects me from harm Your love is like a chocolate velvet smooth & sweet

I never knew I could love like youYou show me math love a simple idea but its complicated

SOUR PATCH

I am a sour patchFirst I’m sour than I’m sweet

Try to take a biteOut of me

I’m the key To the sweet

Smelling like sugar so sour and sweetFeeling a little bumpy

I’m shape like little kids Different colors yummy

To my tummy

ELIJAH

Not only does slavery still existBut I Elijah Freeman was the 1st born free

Not only does slavery still existBut exceeding the standards of it is the key

Not only does slavery still existBut I still care for those who are slaves

Not only does slavery still existBut there is one way to stop those days

Not only does slavery still existBut I shall not fear one nor twoNot only does slavery still existNot only does slavery still exist

BAT STORY

The bat flew with his big capeHim and his bat flew over it was a crew

The bat’s cape ripped and he needed some tapeThey all go thirsty so they drunk tea brew

In order to get ice cream they had to past a coneHe really wish he can already get ice cream to lickSo much was going on his mom called his phone

He tripped over the cone broke his leg got a braceHis leg started to over bend

He needed to flyHe really needed a friend

He had a singing and went on tourBut since he had a broken leg it was very fewer

MONEY UP AND GONE

My money went missing It jumped out my pocket

Ran to the store bought an ice creamOr maybe he just got up & walked out of here

Did he really get up & go?

OF COURSE

Of course I noticed a reflection of pain in her eyesTrying to figure out why she has put up with all of these years

When mom makes it home my smile will be fake Bruises turn brown like Salisbury steak

She says it tough loveHitting me like she had a boxing glove

It’s real Of course it’s real

THIS IS WAR

How you going to trip over a different race killing anotherBut you out here killing our brothers

Still out here killing each otherGoing to the store buying guns like it’s a clothing store with a double door

They die everyday bullets ricochet in every wayOut here is hard like sedimentary clay

Why don’t you join the militiaYou visited my country & you thought it was a 6 six day war

Don’t come it’s a warning of warThey drink the incidents up like they had a key to a free liquor store

You want to fight overnight If this country was a overnight flightWe’d be like Malaysia airlines planes

Broke down into 2 levels of chainsThis is not Africa not a campaign We’re not to fight

Take the weapon like a toxic waste sightDump it all out

Stop beyond any doubt

I'M A DOG

‘I’m a dog Ruff

‘I’m a dogLick lickI’m a dog

Smell I’m a dog

DehydratedI’m a dog

I stinkI’m a dog I’m a dog

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Maya AngelouYour skin like dawn

Mine like muskOne paints the beginning

of a certain end.The other, the end of a

sure beginning.Meaning

Dr. Maya Angelou is a highly regarded and honored American writer and activist Though "Passing Time," published in her

1975 anthology is one of her shorter works, the six-line poem is rich for analysis. Passing time of all of her awards and

getting older a time is going to come.

PASSING TIME

Langston HughesBeen scared and battered.

My hopes the wind done scattered.Snow has friz me,Sun has baked me,

Looks like between 'em they doneTried to make me

Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'--But I don't care!

I'm still here!Meaning

Langston wrote this poem years ago to express that he’s still living life and still enjoying the days despite many obstacles .

STILL HERE

Emily Dickinson“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -I’ve heard it in the chilliest land -

And on the strangest Sea -Yet - never - in Extremity,It asked a crumb - of me.

HOPE IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS

Shel Silverstein

Let’s have one day for girls and boys

When you can make the grandest noises.

Screech, scream, holler, and yell—

Buzz a buzzer, clang a bell,

Sneeze—hiccup—whistle—shout,

Laugh until your lungs wear out,

Toot a whistle, kick, a can,

Bang a spoon against a pan,

Sing, yodel, bellow, hum,

Blow a horn, beat a drum,

NOISE DAY

Use a drill, drive a nail,Turn the hose on the garbage pail,Shout Yahoo—Hurrah—Hooray,Turn up the music all the way,Try and bounce your bowling ball,Ride a skateboard up the wall,Chomp your food with a smack and a slurp,Chew—chomp—hiccup—burp.One day a year do all of these,The rest of the days—be quiet please.

Edgar Allen PoeTake this kiss upon the brow!And, in parting from you now,

Thus much let me avow —You are not wrong, who deem

That my days have been a dream;

Yet if hope has flown awayIn a night, or in a day,In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem

Is but a dream within a dream

A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

I stand amid the roarOf a surf-tormented shore,And I hold within my hand

Grains of the golden sand —How few! yet how they creep

Through my fingers to the deep,While I weep — while I weep!

O God! Can I not graspThem with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not saveOne from the pitiless wave?Is all that we see or seem

But a dream within a dream?

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MAYA ANGELOU

Maya was born on April 4, 1928. Her real name is Marguerite Ann Johnson. Dr. Angelou is more than just a literary treasure. She has not only contributed to literature but she is also an accomplished actress, dancer, playwright, and film and television producer. More than anything, she has been a voice and an activist for those whose cries have gone unheard. (Rose 1 ) And of course, Maya Angelou poetry is simply a cut above the rest. Maya Angelou's career has allowed her to make a difference in the world. She has been called transcendent and the voice of a generation. (Rose 1 )She has worked steadfastly for peace, love and equality with individuals such as Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King, Alex Haley, and many others. She has received numerous awards including 3 Grammys, Presidential Medal of Arts, and the Lincoln Medal. Dr. Maya Angelou has been a trailblazer not only for women and African Americans but for everyone. (Rose 1 )Her works have given healing to wounded hearts and freedom to the soul and mind..

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