Prairie View A and M University - Pantherland Yearbook (Prairie View, TX)

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This is for all the he’s that weren’t you for all the right on brothers who do good good things to me yeah they don't beat their women or hurt my feelings n i could never call them cold this is for the brothers who were passed over or somehow insulted when i said brothers aint no good yeah they are so beautiful they turn my todays into tomorrows n my tomorrows into the next days with only a wave of the hand n i love them individually and collectively ’cause they’re dealing doing good good things n i love them . . . i’m so proud 28

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Black love is cold; cold warm. A prickly, sticky, yummy feeling that comes at the right time. Right time. It’s like holding hands, or walking. Just walking. It’s smiling. Laughing. Blacklove is warm . . . like watermelon seeds, like dancin’ in the streets, like beaches and sand. Blacklove is warm . . . Blacklove is pride. It’s little old ladies giving money to Angela’s defense fund because she was smart and black, even though they could not afford it. It’s like mothers when daughters and sons go to college, and like neighbors when they come home for Christmas. Blacklove is pride. A good, good feeling that comes when one sees beautiful Black people doing good, good things. Blacklove is pride.

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Black love is a tune, a symphony, . , the music. It’s listening to Coltrane on a Sunday afternoon, yeah it’s lettin the music take your mind, it’s relaxing exciting. Blacklove is the feeling that produced the music. It’s the idea that ended up in harmony. Blacklove is music drums. . . music hom. Yeah, Blacklove is the beat. The beat. The beat Blacklove is music song. I t’s four young brothers on the comer or in the subway or in the bathroom in the playground singing. It’s harmony. Blacklove is a lovesong. lovesong, ’cause all our songs are lovesongs. N all we sing about is love, love, love — why? Blacklove is a lovesong. lovesong. It’s mouthing the words to a slow song at a party, it’s singing with the radio. Blacklove is the music song. It’s what it took to make the song. It’s having a song, your song that you cry to, sing to, call your man to. It s like having a song that gives you a good, good feeling when it plays. Blacklove is the music song that makes you jump up n dance snap your fingers. Blacklove is the music music . . . it’s losing yourself in the music. eah, it’s being tired and the music, or mad and the music, orjust plain evil and the music. And the music takes your mind and makes you forget. Blacklove is a tune a harmony a symphony. Blacklove is the music. . .