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Happy Birthday, Negro | Hello, Negro
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About Hello, Negro. Rep Trent Franks: African-Americans were better off under slavery. Walmart Chooses “Gangsta” Rap and Strippers Over Patriots for Black History Month →. February 28, 2010 · 11:36 am. Happy Birthday, Negro. I turned 33 years old yesterday and I want to thank everyone for the birthday wishes! The funniest thing I was told yesterday was “You know that’s how old Jesus was when he died. That means something great is going to happen to you! 8211; Eb aka Sista. Filed under african american.
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Black Women and the Fear of Natural, Nappy Hair | Hello, Negro
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About Hello, Negro. Was Bill Clinton at Your Church this Sunday? Prince Among Slaves debuts tonight on PBS →. February 3, 2008 · 4:22 pm. Black Women and the Fear of Natural, Nappy Hair. Wigs, weaves, extensions and chemical relaxers are examples of how hair is socially, psychologically, and culturally significant to the black female experience. 8211; The Star.com. As a black woman living in Canada, I often feel invisible when it comes to my natural hair. The television series da Kink In My Hair. I also ...
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*~See Me~*: November 2010
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Thursday, November 4, 2010. When he touches me. I can feel his heart beat pulsating through the lifeline embedded on his palms. So I trace over his tempo,. In the hopes I can understands his lyrics. Palms pressed like prying pyramids he tells me ours are identical. He inhales and to me it sounds like music,. Like love ain’t never really felt like this. Our first kiss,. But ask him and he’ll tell you it sounds like my name. He says he likes my lite. Says I sashay like I have turn tables in my hips,. I hav...
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KORIM... explaining TWO, defining ONE: June 2006
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1024x768 535 20 200. KORIM explaining TWO, defining ONE. THIS ART is a gift and THIS GIFT is an art and I'm a SPOKEN WORD ARTIST from my soul to my heart I feel honored and blessed to have gotten what I've gotten through and you should feel honored and blessed for you've just been SPOKEN TO. Monday, June 12, 2006. Please take a listen. Http:/ www.myspace.com/korimthepoet. Posted by KORIM @ 8:18 AM. View my complete profile. I Hate to Cry. My brother, Relentless. There can be only one. Angel, Fallen or Not.
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KORIM... explaining TWO, defining ONE: For Momma
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1024x768 535 20 200. KORIM explaining TWO, defining ONE. THIS ART is a gift and THIS GIFT is an art and I'm a SPOKEN WORD ARTIST from my soul to my heart I feel honored and blessed to have gotten what I've gotten through and you should feel honored and blessed for you've just been SPOKEN TO. Tuesday, March 28, 2006. I've seen angels fly. Across dark brown skies. Everytime tears fall from her eyes. I mean, can you imagine what it's like to see an angel cry. And I know that I'm only a man. Momma, I love you.
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KORIM... explaining TWO, defining ONE: Outcast Suicide
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1024x768 535 20 200. KORIM explaining TWO, defining ONE. THIS ART is a gift and THIS GIFT is an art and I'm a SPOKEN WORD ARTIST from my soul to my heart I feel honored and blessed to have gotten what I've gotten through and you should feel honored and blessed for you've just been SPOKEN TO. Wednesday, April 05, 2006. Nothing but a dark spot on an all white plain. Shunned and left out. An outcast simply because she was not the same. No one to wallow in her sorrows. Or accompany her in her pain. And what ...
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Get A Taste of: November 2008
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Get A Taste of. A place to release the log jam of thoughts occupying my mind. Friday, November 07, 2008. Im still in awe of Obama being elected president. i didnt think it would have occured in my lifetime. maybe my childrens but not mine. I just hope our people dont expect things to change overnight once Obama gets into office. when i say OUR people, i mean ALL people. We must also understand that racism, is still alive. BE HAPPY PEOPLE BUT KEEP YOUR GUARD UP, THE STRUGGLE CONTINUES! And by the way, eve...
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*~See Me~*: May 5th (Birthday)
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Sunday, January 10, 2010. He sings to me sometimes…. And I’ll remember him like labor pains,. 2 fingers pressed between pelvis and thigh,. You use to sit here. Just outside of healthy,. But you followed mommy’s foot steps,. Became a pipeline dreamer like your father. I guess you got stuck in the plumbing,. And I told myself that I wasn’t ready to be a mother anyway. Made excuses not to mourn you. Told myself to listen to my doctor,. There was nothing that could be done,. I would die if I kept you. Funny ...
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About Hello, Negro. April 25, 2012 · 10:24 pm. Racism I Found Today: Non-Black Version of “The Talk”. I’m late hearing about this terrible and blatantly racist article. It’s written as a response to recent articles about “the talk” that black parents have with their kids, especially Black Boys, in light of the Trayvon Martin murder. Clutch. Summed it up very well…. The Talk: Non-Black Version. Where he describes the racist views that he has instilled in his own children. Do not act the Good Samaritan to ...
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*~See Me~*: Memories....
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Sunday, February 14, 2010. I remember who we use to be…. Memories keep re- playing with my mind,. Hit like back spasms. Stuck on repeat like the playlist we use to make love to. And I wonder if you still even remember how my skin feels…. How my hair smelled…. Remember how interlocked fingers made hearts invincible,. But this grip slipped. I never claimed to be perfect,. And I will be the first one to say that I’m sorry,. It’s so hard letting you go…. But I guess now I have to. Or how NOT to be the victim.
