Quotes and Poetic Thoughts

Beautiful relationships are born of tragedy and constant struggle.

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Born of Yesterday Born of Today

Born of freedom we be of nationalities; the Africans, the Jewish, the unjustifiably named American-Indians, the Aztec Indians, the Spanish-Americans, the Civil War African-Americans, the Indian people of India, the improvised Chinese peoples, and too many other nationalities neglected by the history of prejudice.

Born of freedom we be – great peoples of the world, born of yesteryear, born into the unthinkable circumstance of ignorant darkness. The great spirit of humanity has always been the beacon of light that place our spiritual self in perpetual motion. It is the continuous freedom – the true flight of the phoenix – born of today, born of yesterday.

Nothing new, nothing gained will ever come from fear of our indefinite human evolution. It is an iniquity of power that divides a nation, and left corruptible – will be the very thing that keeps prejudice and elitism alive – living deep and unsubstantiated in the heart of the denier. Born of yesterday we are, born of today is the face of what we as a nation will ultimately become – as we reside in a falsehood of abstract death.

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Toque humano

Alguna ciencia rastreó el ADN - prueba mi ascendencia - vagando en el crepúsculo, refleja la carga de estrellas renuentes.

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YouTube Video: Pablo speaking in his natural language

Siempre he amado a Pablo, él es uno de los grandes poetas del mundo, razón por la cual su obra ha sido traducida a muchos idiomas.

Human Touch

Some science traced DNA – test my ancestry – wandering in twilight, mirror the burden of reluctant stars.

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Swart Geskiedenis - Die Krag van Waarheid

Rou in nostalgie - 'n gevoelloosheid van die dood is die ewige smarte - sing
waar die geneigdheid van onderhandel herstel loop stil en verlate.
'n miljoen liedjies ons Afro-Amerikaanse broers en susters het gesing - lewende bewys
lewe in 'n misverstaan plek, steeds.

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Black History – The Power of Truth

Grieving in nostalgia – a numbness of death are the everlasting sorrows – sing

where the propensity of negotiated reparations walk silent and abandoned.

A million songs our African American brothers and sisters have sung – living proof

living in a misunderstood place, still.

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t السجين

واحد حبة رمل يساوي مليون أو حتى حبات من معرفة الله - والثارات من الغضب الحرب، توقف والغضب المستمر.

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The Prisoner

One grain of sand equals to a million or so grains of God knowledge – and the revenge of war rage, standstill and rage continuous.

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Born of Yesterday

Born of yesterday is where some existing spirits live in the mind of a dead spirit.

We can only be resurrected when the guiltless love we share is manifested, shared, and coordinated by the innocent hands of this dispelled time.

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Think Big on Hashtag Quotes and Hashtag Poetry

Think big; grow big thoughts continuously – to never become a #TragicSurvivor

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YouTube: Joel Osteen -- 2017

Pictures and Memories

Pictures and memories is that we have of you now,

and yes – they will have to do

to appease our lovely desire not forget what is precious.

Pictures and memories are all that are left of you now,

and as your spirit moves between us

we will honor your memory in the proceeding days to come.

Pictures and memories are such a wonderful thing,

a thing sort of like being born more than once or twice.

Love is a fleeting thing for those that never believed in love.

The fleeting moment of this time

expends so much energy,

and yet, keeps everything in its proper perspective.

Pictures and memories constantly remind us of that gentle time

when everything seemed perfect

and would never change –

only by the way of an accident would this embellish the

memory of your smile.

Pictures and memories are all that will never grow old

of your memory, and yet – we all will soon grow old

one day if time permits this to be so.

Your father and mother have collected pictures and memories

in their mind, and they will find the time

to place them in a place where eternity exist

and share the memory of good times as it was meant to be.

Poem by Alfonso Coley - Photo Provided by Aaron Coley and Family

Where Are The Supermen?

No tears when we are born from this earth,

and yet - the baby cries out for constant love.

But the golden veil responds back from a ferocious death,

and in turn repels the energy of this universe.

In some honest desperation

our wisdom is tested by what we believe

not to be, and in our last desperate act

we always cling to the belief of the impossible.

Between the innocent child whom has no super hero,

it is the stark reality of the belief

of love reverent before his spirit may grow not to die.

The love that keeps us grounded

in this life, is living between

what is here and there.

Where are the supermen who will save my child

from this disparity?

Where are the supermen

who have no idea

how to save my brothers child?

Where are the supermen whom look so wonderful -

but yet know the consequence of this fragile life of this shuddering time?

Poem by Alfonso Coley - Photo by Aaron Coley - All Rights Reserved"