Status Updates From Oh Pray My Wings Are Gonna ...

“use a minute
feel some sorrow
for the folks
who think tomorrow
is a place that they
can call up
on the phone.
take a month
and show some kindness
for the folks
who thought that blindness
was an illness that
affected eyes alone.”

“on late evenings, when quiet inhabits my garden, when grass sleeps and streets are only paths for silent mist. I seem to remember, smiling.”

“ the gold of her promise has never been mined, her borders of justice not clearly defined, her crops of abundance, the fruit and the grain, have not fed the hungry, nor eased that deep pain”

“There aint no words for what i feel, about a pretty face
But if i stay i just might miss, a prettier one some place”

love that

Thinking of reading one of Maya's poems from this during my graduation speech!