[tabs tab1=”Tab 1″ tab2=”Tab 2″ tab3=”Tab 3″] My name is procrastination Probably born after creation I find habitation in the mind of those with the habit of hesitation. I visit everyone in the world for permanent accommodation. Some call me...
“We began before words, and we will end beyond them. It sometimes seems to me that our days are poisoned with too many words. Words said and not meant. Words said and meant. Words divorced from feeling. Wounding words. Words that conceal....
From even before you were born A hope to mend what was torn You twisted and kicked up a storm Too eager to come into this home You heard my screams and shouts My verbal abuses and insults To you...
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“Freedom? You’re asking me about freedom? I can tell you about what freedom isn’t…” …Assata Shakur speaks at the end of the song that Common dedicated to her Song for Assata. What do we know about what freedom is? We...