Wednesday, 19 August 2009
"RUN TO FLY"
Our predecessors who came before us
Sacrificed much to give us the best
Going through unbelievable tribulations & trials
Some failed so others could pass this future test.
To sit where we were not supposed to sit
To say what we were not supposed to say
I guess others thought this was still slavery days
Where ‘Da Massa’ still had his own wicked way.
Setting up paths we were meant to follow
To name Rosa Parks, Jesse Jackson and Martin Luther King
They alone braved up and faced the scorn
They weathered the storm others wanted to bring.
In 2008, this fourth day of November
Finally brought in a chance to rearrange
In a mixed race Black Kenyan and White Kansan
Sixty million Americans voted him in to bring about change.
Others said it would never happen
Others wanted to keep our dream as unfulfilled broken dreams
But when a nation finally came together as one
In Barack Obama a new breed of President and hope will be seen.
Millions held hands all over the world,
All colours and creeds celebrated crying tears of unbridled joy
Because who would have thought what was an idea…
Having a Black Man as President was no longer a ploy.
An inspiration to all especially our black youth
This is a glorious day to remember
He proved that to go to school, get a job, dreams can come true
So remember and hold dear onwards on this fifth November.
Don’t deny your aspirations
Nor let them pass you by
Mr Obama ran and won the race for President
Achieving the impossible... so you can fulfil your dreams, soar and fly!
© 6th November 2008 – 16:29pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK
Sacrificed much to give us the best
Going through unbelievable tribulations & trials
Some failed so others could pass this future test.
To sit where we were not supposed to sit
To say what we were not supposed to say
I guess others thought this was still slavery days
Where ‘Da Massa’ still had his own wicked way.
Setting up paths we were meant to follow
To name Rosa Parks, Jesse Jackson and Martin Luther King
They alone braved up and faced the scorn
They weathered the storm others wanted to bring.
In 2008, this fourth day of November
Finally brought in a chance to rearrange
In a mixed race Black Kenyan and White Kansan
Sixty million Americans voted him in to bring about change.
Others said it would never happen
Others wanted to keep our dream as unfulfilled broken dreams
But when a nation finally came together as one
In Barack Obama a new breed of President and hope will be seen.
Millions held hands all over the world,
All colours and creeds celebrated crying tears of unbridled joy
Because who would have thought what was an idea…
Having a Black Man as President was no longer a ploy.
An inspiration to all especially our black youth
This is a glorious day to remember
He proved that to go to school, get a job, dreams can come true
So remember and hold dear onwards on this fifth November.
Don’t deny your aspirations
Nor let them pass you by
Mr Obama ran and won the race for President
Achieving the impossible... so you can fulfil your dreams, soar and fly!
© 6th November 2008 – 16:29pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK
"READING ON ROOTS"
What a pleasure it was to be invited
To share my art and my thoughts
I take it as a time to celebrate
Because I’m reading on Roots
I’m speaking my words
You’re listening to me flow
You all inspire me with your comments
I’m reading on Roots, it will help me to grow
I’m reading on Roots
My voice travelling across air
I’m rising up high
With nary a care
I’m reading on Roots
95.4 stop the dial you’ll feel so close
I hope you’re enjoying it
Maybe you’ll hear something you didn’t know
I’m reading on Roots
Sharing the mic with the best
I’m certainly being challenged
I’m being put to the test
I’m reading on Roots
I’m so blessed to be here
I’ll give you a taste of my verse
Prove that in writing you’ve nothing to fear
I love writing new stuff
I love reading on Roots
Because a good poem shines through
Like a well polished boot.
I’m reading on Roots
Wow, I never thought this could be
A newly published poet
Trying to get known and break free
To Bassa & General & Roots FM
I thank you so much
I’m here as long as you and the listeners want me
Because reading on Roots is such a creative touch.
© 26th June 2008 – 14:43pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
www.angee.co.uk
To share my art and my thoughts
I take it as a time to celebrate
Because I’m reading on Roots
I’m speaking my words
You’re listening to me flow
You all inspire me with your comments
I’m reading on Roots, it will help me to grow
I’m reading on Roots
My voice travelling across air
I’m rising up high
With nary a care
I’m reading on Roots
95.4 stop the dial you’ll feel so close
I hope you’re enjoying it
Maybe you’ll hear something you didn’t know
I’m reading on Roots
Sharing the mic with the best
I’m certainly being challenged
I’m being put to the test
I’m reading on Roots
I’m so blessed to be here
I’ll give you a taste of my verse
Prove that in writing you’ve nothing to fear
I love writing new stuff
I love reading on Roots
Because a good poem shines through
Like a well polished boot.
I’m reading on Roots
Wow, I never thought this could be
A newly published poet
Trying to get known and break free
To Bassa & General & Roots FM
I thank you so much
I’m here as long as you and the listeners want me
Because reading on Roots is such a creative touch.
© 26th June 2008 – 14:43pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
www.angee.co.uk
“BLACK IS THE NEW BLACK”
Black is back to being the new black
Black can’t be seen to be under attack
A new Doctor Who?
You know the Time Lord on British TV
A potential future James Bond
(Yeah it could be Colin Salmon the same actor too!)
Hamilton’s the new Formula 1 racing ace
Setting new targets at a breakneck pace
Tennis Queens in the Williams sisters already exist
Going for gold medals and Wimbledon shields all of us must persist.
Black is the new black
Olympic records set for fastest man and woman on the track
Usain Bolt, Shelly-Ann Fraser and Veronica Campbell-Brown are black
They ran strong from the Caribbean
To show they had heart
They knew this was a race they’d win from the start.
But the greatest feat in the first November week
Saw many colours of people weep
A Black Man Barack Obama elected President of the US of A
That was something that made many people’s day!
We are Black and we’re proud
Singing it out loud…
Yes we did!
A historic moment forever to remember, for kids to tell their kids
Black is the new black
So tell me what you think about that!
© 10th November 2008 – 14.52pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK
Black can’t be seen to be under attack
A new Doctor Who?
You know the Time Lord on British TV
A potential future James Bond
(Yeah it could be Colin Salmon the same actor too!)
Hamilton’s the new Formula 1 racing ace
Setting new targets at a breakneck pace
Tennis Queens in the Williams sisters already exist
Going for gold medals and Wimbledon shields all of us must persist.
Black is the new black
Olympic records set for fastest man and woman on the track
Usain Bolt, Shelly-Ann Fraser and Veronica Campbell-Brown are black
They ran strong from the Caribbean
To show they had heart
They knew this was a race they’d win from the start.
But the greatest feat in the first November week
Saw many colours of people weep
A Black Man Barack Obama elected President of the US of A
That was something that made many people’s day!
We are Black and we’re proud
Singing it out loud…
Yes we did!
A historic moment forever to remember, for kids to tell their kids
Black is the new black
So tell me what you think about that!
© 10th November 2008 – 14.52pm Written by Angela Edgar
All Rights Reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK
“BREEZING”
I do a lot of looking out the window
To see what I can see
Today what holds my attention
Is this one particular tree
On the main road it easily stands four storeys in height
Its all-shaded green leaves so luscious looking
Like edible velvet I want to stroke or bite
To feel its softness beneath my fingertips
To wrap myself in its leafy yoke
Imagining butterfly touches as they trail my skin in the breeze…
A sight so beautiful as to make one hold a breath and choke.
But often the reality is harsher
Crispy and sharp edges of bitter leaves
That crumple in my hand
That scratch me leaving marks
As slowly, they spring back once more
I look next at the patchy bark
Its trunk and arms splattered with age
And the effects of pollution
Then I think how long has this tree been there?
To have aged and grown so tall
How has the industrial landscape
Formed… changed, around its limbs?
What stories could this tree tell?
I visualise myself standing, watching the tree
As time slides backwards around me
Covering minutes, hours, days
The change in seasons
Time rolls even further back, weeks, months, years
Buildings destroyed in reverse deconstruction
Landscapes revitalised to their former glory
To the shape of their former barren lands
As all traces of man vanish and disappear in nature’s fertile glory.
©16th July 2009-16:08pm Written by Angela Edgar
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited.
To see what I can see
Today what holds my attention
Is this one particular tree
On the main road it easily stands four storeys in height
Its all-shaded green leaves so luscious looking
Like edible velvet I want to stroke or bite
To feel its softness beneath my fingertips
To wrap myself in its leafy yoke
Imagining butterfly touches as they trail my skin in the breeze…
A sight so beautiful as to make one hold a breath and choke.
But often the reality is harsher
Crispy and sharp edges of bitter leaves
That crumple in my hand
That scratch me leaving marks
As slowly, they spring back once more
I look next at the patchy bark
Its trunk and arms splattered with age
And the effects of pollution
Then I think how long has this tree been there?
To have aged and grown so tall
How has the industrial landscape
Formed… changed, around its limbs?
What stories could this tree tell?
I visualise myself standing, watching the tree
As time slides backwards around me
Covering minutes, hours, days
The change in seasons
Time rolls even further back, weeks, months, years
Buildings destroyed in reverse deconstruction
Landscapes revitalised to their former glory
To the shape of their former barren lands
As all traces of man vanish and disappear in nature’s fertile glory.
©16th July 2009-16:08pm Written by Angela Edgar
WWW.ANGEE.CO.UK All Rights Reserved.
Unauthorised Reproduction Prohibited.
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