Cuyahoga Community College - Cougar Yearbook (Cleveland, OH)

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A Poem About Dr. King If I could make his dream come true, These are some of the things that I would do: I would let things go lacking in my life, To help rid this world of hate and strife. I must contact the old and young, For the work I've started just begun. This work must grow bigger day by day, As the years go by you can truthfully say: It was my desire to help make a better way. I would go down to the lowest pit, To help my brother so they can be lit. Fit to live their life at best, And help put some others mind at rest. If I could make his dream come true, I would go to the slums and this I would do: I would tear down the slum houses, and build them new This would be the beginning of a dream come true. I'd strive hard to make all things free, Yet some of my brothers think this shouldn't be. They should search their hearts with out and in, And then will they see that we want to be their friend. So don't sit around with nothing to do, Come join me to make a dream come true. These are some of the things you and I can help do. by S. Forte Jr.

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A Life I Live I live a life of belief and hope No I don't drink, no I don't smoke. No need of drinking, trying to get high, No need of smoking to get cancer and die. No need of faking and pretending what I'm not Only thankful to God for whatever I've got. No need of singing only the blues Why not the spiritual if I do choose. I go to parties, skating and places, But I don't overdo it, come on let's face it. You're not to cool because you stay out all night You're just in the crowd, and they think it's right. You may think I'm crazy, or consider me a fool, But that's alright square, because in God's language I'M COOL. by Vanessa Hudson I am thinking of you now and will be tomorrow, I am thinking of the happiness and not of the sorrow. I think of you when you are here and when you are there, My memories are so many I have some to share. So since you won't join me to help me share, Just stay where you are and I will continue to care. I think of you all the time but what good does it do, My thoughts are just memories and can't cuddle up to you by S. Forte Jr.

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asphalt - time perspective seems only yesterday some folks had no work, had no hope played numbers, ate, drank, stayed back and sang them blues 'bout being kings and queens tomorrow seems early this morning some folks saw the light, hid their fright walked that walk, ducked them blows, found some hope and chanted their prayers ,bout we shall over come some day bet round about midnight some folkslll have so much work, so much hope playing a new gambling game, getting ready to eat, drink, dance and sing we's born agin X we's raised up high! be kings and queens this time tommorrow Reprinted from Black Girl, Black Girl Copyright 1972 by Leatrice Emeruwa