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#1 Oshun

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Posted 06 January 2008 - 08:03 PM

Just thought I'd start this little thread for one of my favourite expressions feel free to post your prose, quotes or statements. I just got back from watching "What Black Men Think" which was a brilliant film I would highly recommend it, and this guy with this poem was on it.

I think He's really good and needs to be seen


SHINE ON, daughter of a thousand generations, send your light fourth into this tired world...
SHINE ON, mother of a thousand dreams tend to those dreams with strength and compassion...
SHINE ON, woman of a thousand hopes, show everyone the beauty within you - the beauty that comes from knowing who you are

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Posted 14 February 2008 - 09:28 AM

I would love to see Talaam live.

As it's Valentines day, here's one for those out there with hearts full of romantic love


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Posted 18 April 2008 - 11:18 PM


SHINE ON, daughter of a thousand generations, send your light fourth into this tired world...
SHINE ON, mother of a thousand dreams tend to those dreams with strength and compassion...
SHINE ON, woman of a thousand hopes, show everyone the beauty within you - the beauty that comes from knowing who you are

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Posted 30 April 2008 - 07:35 AM

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing." — Macbeth (Act 5, Scene 5, lines 17-28)





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