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Speak up! !. Jehlani Taylor. Table of contents. Origina l. Biography. Published. My heart the drum Love Sour patch Elijah Bat story Money up and gone Of course This is war I’m a dog. Maya Angelou- ( Passing time) Langston Hughes- (Still here )
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Speak up!! Jehlani Taylor
Table of contents Original Biography Published My heart the drum Love Sour patch Elijah Bat story Money up and gone Of course This is war I’m a dog Maya Angelou- ( Passing time) Langston Hughes- (Still here ) Emily Dickinson- (Hope is the thing with feathers) Shel Silverstein- (Noise day) Edgar Allen Poe- (A dream within a dream) Maya Angelou Part 3 Part 1 Part 2
mY heart the drum My heart the drum Beat, beating to the beat As the beat flows through it goes just as my feet The drummer hands slows down the beat slows down As the lady starts to cry her crown falls down Pick your head up your crown is falling Again the beat starts but it’s a different player I mean really a player , My heart with so many layers He skipped a beat It’s time for my heart to take a seat No what I’m my own 1, 2, 3 beat My heart the drum Like a drum my heart never stops beating for you
lOVE Your love is like a blanket that keeps me toasty warm Your love is like a shield that protects me from harm Your love is like a chocolate velvet smooth & sweet I never knew I could love like you You show me math love a simple idea but its complicated
Sour patch I am a sour patch First I’m sour than I’m sweet Try to take a bite Out of me I’m the key To the sweet Smelling like sugar so sour and sweet Feeling a little bumpy I’m shape like little kids Different colors yummy To my tummy
eLIJAH Not only does slavery still exist But I Elijah Freeman was the 1st born free Not only does slavery still exist But exceeding the standards of it is the key Not only does slavery still exist But I still care for those who are slaves Not only does slavery still exist But there is one way to stop those days Not only does slavery still exist But I shall not fear one nor two Not only does slavery still exist Not only does slavery still exist
Bat story The bat flew with his big cape Him and his bat flew over it was a crew The bat’s cape ripped and he needed some tape They all go thirsty so they drunk tea brew In order to get ice cream they had to past a cone He really wish he can already get ice cream to lick So much was going on his mom called his phone He tripped over the cone broke his leg got a brace His leg started to over bend He needed to fly He really needed a friend He had a singing and went on tour But since he had a broken leg it was very fewer
Money up and gone My money went missing It jumped out my pocket Ran to the store bought an ice cream Or maybe he just got up & walked out of here Did he really get up & go?
Of course Of course I noticed a reflection of pain in her eyes Trying to figure out why she has put up with all of these years When mom makes it home my smile will be fake Bruises turn brown like Salisbury steak She says it tough love Hitting me like she had a boxing glove It’s real Of course it’s real
This is war How you going to trip over a different race killing another But you out here killing our brothers Still out here killing each other Going to the store buying guns like it’s a clothing store with a double door They die everyday bullets ricochet in every way Out here is hard like sedimentary clay Why don’t you join the militia You visited my country & you thought it was a 6 six day war Don’t come it’s a warning of war They drink the incidents up like they had a key to a free liquor store You want to fight overnight If this country was a overnight flight We’d be like Malaysia airlines planes Broke down into 2 levels of chains This is not Africa not a campaign We’re not to fight Take the weapon like a toxic waste sight Dump it all out Stop beyond any doubt
I'm a dog ‘I’m a dog Ruff ‘I’m a dog Lick lick I’m a dog Smell I’m a dog Dehydrated I’m a dog I stink I’m a dog I’m a dog
Passing time • Maya Angelou • Your skin like dawnMine like musk • One paints the beginningof a certain end. • The other, the end of asure beginning. • Meaning • Dr. Maya Angelou is a highly regarded and honored American writer and activist Though "Passing Time," published in her 1975 anthology is one of her shorter works, the six-line poem is rich for analysis. Passing time of all of her awards and getting older a time is going to come.
STILL HERE • Langston Hughes • Been scared and battered.My hopes the wind done scattered.Snow has friz me,Sun has baked me,Looks like between 'em they doneTried to make meStop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'--But I don't care!I'm still here! • Meaning • Langston wrote this poem years ago to express that he’s still living life and still enjoying the days despite many obstacles .
Hope is the thing with feathers • Emily Dickinson • “Hope” is the thing with feathers - • That perches in the soul - • And sings the tune without the words - • And never stops - at all -And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - • And sore must be the storm - • That could abash the little Bird • That kept so many warm -I’ve heard it in the chilliest land - • And on the strangest Sea - • Yet - never - in Extremity, • It asked a crumb - of me.
Noise day • Shel Silverstein • Let’s have one day for girls and boys • When you can make the grandest noises. • Screech, scream, holler, and yell— • Buzz a buzzer, clang a bell, • Sneeze—hiccup—whistle—shout, • Laugh until your lungs wear out, • Toot a whistle, kick, a can, • Bang a spoon against a pan, • Sing, yodel, bellow, hum, • Blow a horn, beat a drum, Use a drill, drive a nail, Turn the hose on the garbage pail, Shout Yahoo—Hurrah—Hooray, Turn up the music all the way, Try and bounce your bowling ball, Ride a skateboard up the wall, Chomp your food with a smack and a slurp, Chew—chomp—hiccup—burp. One day a year do all of these, The rest of the days—be quiet please.
A dream within a dream • Edgar Allen Poe • Take this kiss upon the brow! • And, in parting from you now, • Thus much let me avow — • You are not wrong, who deem • That my days have been a dream; • Yet if hope has flown away • In a night, or in a day, • In a vision, or in none, • Is it therefore the less gone? • All that we see or seem • Is but a dream within a dream I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand — How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep — while I weep! O God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?
Maya angelou Maya was born on April 4, 1928. Her real name is Marguerite Ann Johnson. Dr. Angelou is more than just a literary treasure. She has not only contributed to literature but she is also an accomplished actress, dancer, playwright, and film and television producer. More than anything, she has been a voice and an activist for those whose cries have gone unheard. (Rose 1 ) And of course, Maya Angelou poetry is simply a cut above the rest. Maya Angelou's career has allowed her to make a difference in the world. She has been called transcendent and the voice of a generation. (Rose 1 )She has worked steadfastly for peace, love and equality with individuals such as Malcolm X, Dr. Martin Luther King, Alex Haley, and many others. She has received numerous awards including 3 Grammys, Presidential Medal of Arts, and the Lincoln Medal. Dr. Maya Angelou has been a trailblazer not only for women and African Americans but for everyone. (Rose 1 )Her works have given healing to wounded hearts and freedom to the soul and mind..
