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I AM
Contributed by
SPOKENWORDARTIST
on
Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 03:48:09 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I AM THE SHADOWS OF SHADE ON THE SUMMER DAYS.
I AM LIKE THE FEAR ON YOUR FACE AS YOU HOLD TIGHT TO
YOUR PURSE IN A CROWDED MALL, THE SAD THING IS I INTEND YOU NO HARM AT ALL.
I AM IGNORANCE IN YOUR HEART THAT
FEEDS THE SILENCE IN WHICH YOU LOATHE MY HOMEBOY STLYE OF DRESS.
I AM THE RAP MUSIC THUMPING FROM MY CROME WHEELS
AND SHINY TRUCK LIKE THE WAY YOU ROLLING EYES IN DISGUST WHILE SAYING WHAT THE *****.
I AM THE ACTORS ON THE BIG SCREEN YOU SO ADMIRE AND RESPECT.
I AM THE STARES YOU GIVE WHEN IM DATING
SOMEONES DAUGHTER THAT COULD BE YOUR NEIGHBOR.
I AM THOSE WHO BEAT OF THE CONGAS~IN THE
BACK GROUND OF MERENGUE AND SALA AND HAVE HERITAGE IN A LAND NOT OF MY OWN.
BUT TITO PUENTE AND CELIA CRUZ STILL SING TO ME IN
WORDS I LEARN TO SPEAK FROM LATIN LUVS AND FRIENDS.
I AM THE HAND THAT HELPS BUILD THIS COUNTRY AND
FARM ITS FIELDS IN CAPTIVITY AND YET YOU SAY LET IT GO MOVE ON IN LIFE.
I AM THE TERROR THAT SHOOK THE WORLD WITH FEAR AND FOR ONE BRIEF MOMENT WE ALL STOOD NEAR WITH NO BARRIERS BETWEEN US AT LAST.
WHAT I DONT UNDERSTAND IS WHY YOU DONT SEE ME AS A MAN WITH DREAMS AND A FAMILY, HONOR AND RESPECT FEAR, STRENGTH,EDUCATION,OWNERSHIP,BUSINESS.
BORN AMERICAN I AM AS DARK LIKE THE FACES OF THE HOMELAND OF MY ANCESTORS OF AFRICA.
NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY SEE?
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SPOKENWORDARTIST
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2005-02-12 15:48:09] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: I AM
(User Rating: 1 ) by autumngreeneyes on
Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 11:06:29 PM AEST (User
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Tito Puente.. a Puerto Rican..or a Cuban..I'm not really sure..but someone whose hips and shoulders move to the rhtyme of a latin beat..the way I dream mine could..the way I try to in secret when no one is watching.. when I play "Not In These Shoes".. I see music.. that's all I see..I stopped at Tito's name.. |
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