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The Dedication Page
Speaking of Which I
PART I
Cause and Effect (Poetry to think about)-below
No Greater Love (Essay of inspiration)-preview
Gentleman's War (Essay to think about)-below
For Everything (Poetry for the family)
The Crush (Essay to laugh at)
A Beautiful Dream (Poetry of love)
Hypocrisy (Essay to think about)
The Hillbillies (Essay to laugh at)
Mother Nature (Poetry of love)
PART II
Marching in the Rain (Essay of inspiration)
Scenery (Poetry for the Spirit)
The Destiny...of a Prizefighter (Essay to think about)
Pleasure (Poetry of love)-preview
Patiently Waiting (Poetry of love)
Who am I? (Essay to laugh at)-preview
Philosophy (Poetry of imagination)
Night in Day (Essay of inspiration)
PART III
Stereotype (Essay to think about)
In Another Mood (Poetry of imagination)
Who, Huh, What? (Essay of inspiration)
Back Home (Poetry for the family)
A Dreamer's Dream...Lived (Essay to think about)
My Love (Do You Remember?) (Esaay of love)
Where Would I Be (Poetry for the Spirit) *By Tony "Tigga" Tann
How to Save Your Soul: A Step by Step Instructions Manual (Essay of inspiration)
Through the Eyes of a Christian (Poetry for the Spirit) *By Carlisha Gaines
About Cole
Speaking of Which II
This is life, my hood, I'ma rep to the end of it-
my world, my glory, I'ma tell my story...
...Speaking of Which,
God knows mommy tried, she tried so hard
and everynight mommy cried, she'd cry her heart apart
with tears in her eyes, its hard for her to see
all the lies about my life was destroyin me
and as the years went by I began to think
finally I'd cry and fall off of my feet
I'd crawl back home, a natural instinct
reflections of me and I can clearly see
that is who i was, and this effect, is because of the cause...
...my childhood years explained through a grown mans tears
broke, I wish I was, I was lower than that
reminiscent of those days:
walkin to the store w/ $2 just to feed the family
i had to steal some lettuce to hold us down for a few more hours
but things like that has got to last for days
through all the rain and on through the haze
unti the sun comes out
when I grow up and make a man of myself
Please Father tell me what this life is all about
amidst all the strugles and amidst all the rain
i look into my mommy's eyes I gotta look past the pain
she's a strong woman at that
its just hard on a single mother
to see her boys go
through all the drugs and gangs into the jails
but sooner or later I finally prevailed
left my mamma in the hood and my brother in the penn
in search of a better life so mommy can live again...
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Behind the scenes sit 9 gentlemen. With crossed legs, they congregate arond a musky brown table in a small room. They wear dark suits with cufflinks and matching tie clasps. They are smooth shaven with neatly cut hair. They drink their coffee with one hand, and shake their fists with the other. Other gentlemen, via a large screen television, join them. There are 3 of them. On the other side of the screen the men wear clothes that blend in with their surroundings, they have scuffles of hair around their chins, and they drink water from canteens. In heated debates they discuss worldly topics and make worldly decisions. Animosity and anger fill this room; but at the end of the day, hands are shaken with the utmost respect. They like to keep it "gentlemen-like." After all, they are gentlemen.
Just behind the gentlemen on the other side of the screen, are thousands of younger men, troops, "gentlemen." Some seem to think otherwise [believing these men are not gentlemen], but those are the other guys. The other guys, in our eyes, are the bad guys, but who are we to judge, so I'll simply call them (out of respect..."the others." Please do not confuse respect with a personal liking. You can respect someone and not like them, and vice versa. So here we have, in one small room; no larger than a college dormitory: 9 gentlemen; a screen with 3 more gentlemen; groups of troops (gentlemen); and the others. All of them, of which, are a vital link of one chain for one cause...freedom.
..."The differance between me and him is, I'm not only fighting for my freedom, but for his too." A Marine infantryman whose identity is unknown quotes...
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