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Favorite Poems

The Mother by Gwendolyn Brooks

Abortions will not let you forget.
You remember the children you got that you did not get,
The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair,
The singers and workers that never handled the air.
You will never neglect or beat
Them, or silence or buy with a sweet.
You will never wind up the sucking-thumb
Or scuttle off ghosts that come.
You will never leave them, controlling your luscious sigh,
Return for a snack of them, with gobbling mother-eye.

I have heard in the voices of the wind the voices of my dim killed
children.
I have contracted. I have eased
My dim dears at the breasts they could never suck.
I have said, Sweets, if I sinned, if I seized
Your luck
And your lives from your unfinished reach,
If I stole your births and your names,
Your straight baby tears and your games,
Your stilted or lovely loves, your tumults, your marriages, aches,
and your deaths,
If I poisoned the beginnings of your breaths,
Believe that even in my deliberateness I was not deliberate.
Though why should I whine,
Whine that the crime was other than mine?--
Since anyhow you are dead.
Or rather, or instead,
You were never made.
But that too, I am afraid,
Is faulty: oh, what shall I say, how is the truth to be said?
You were born, you had body, you died.
It is just that you never giggled or planned or cried.

Believe me, I loved you all.
Believe me, I knew you, though faintly, and I loved, I loved you
All.

Adolescence by Claude McKay

There was a time when in late afternoon
The four-o'clocks would fold up at day's close
Pink-white in prayer, and 'neath the floating moon
I lay with them in calm and sweet repose.

And in the open spaces I could sleep,
Half-naked to the shining worlds above;
Peace came with sleep and sleep was long and deep,
Gained without effort, sweet like early love.

But now no balm--nor drug nor weed nor wine--
Can bring true rest to cool my body's fever,
Nor sweeten in my mouth the acid brine,
That salts my choicest drink and will forever.

Oración al Angel de la Guarda

Angel de mi guarda,
dulce compañía,
no me desampares
ni de noche ni de día

Las horas que pasan,
las horas del día,
si tú estás conmigo
... serán de alegría

No me dejes solo,
sé en todo mi guía;
sin Ti soy chiquito
y me perdería

Ven siempre a mi lado,
tu mano en la mía.
¡Ángel de la guarda,
dulce compañía!

Bendita la luz del día
y el Señor que nos la envía.
¡Bendito el Niño Jesús,
bendita Santa María!

Con Dios me acuesto,
con Dios me levanto,
con la Virgen María
y el Espíritu Santo

Cuatro esquinitas
tiene mi cama,
cuatro angelitos
guardan mi alma

Todos le llevan al niño,
yo también le llevaré,
una jarra de manteca
y un tazón de dulce miel.

Todos le llevan al niño,
yo también le llevaré,
las cosas que a mí me gustan
para que goce Emmanuel.

Me ha contado Jesusito:
viene para que yo sea
un angelito en el cielo
y su amigo aquí en la tierra.

Yo le he dicho a Jesusito
que yo seré aquí en la tierra
su amiguito para siempre
y que en el cielo le vea.

Jesusito de mi vida,
eres niño como yo,
mira cuanto que te quiero
que te doy mi corazón.
¡Tómalo! ¡Tómalo!
Tuyo es, y mío no.

Love

The World That Doesn't See love

You have heard of ignorance breeds ignorance right?  Well the ignorance that the world has breed over the centuries has only led to animosity and hatred. For what? So that we can kill, murder, and destroy each other. The world's ignorance that has been breed makes us look like little children who don't want to share their toys in pre-school. How did this come to be? I am not sure but, I have slowly realized that there is only one thing that ever wins in this world. And that is LOVE! Love will always win not the hatred. Proof is in John 3:16 For God so LOVED the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. Also “He died, not while we were 'very good' but while we were 'very bad'". Still even though He did this for us out of love some will still oppose His existence. Why? We are one race. HUMAN! We all have one nationality. That is we are GOD'S PEOPLE! So help open the eyes of the world and spread the word of not only His existence but of Love and most importantly His Love.

Through His Love,

Austin

Okay so I wrote this at one o'clock in the morning on one of the many night I cant get to sleep. It was sparked by someone's degrading remark to me and i would love your feed back.

Casting Call

Cast for Death of a Salesmen by Arthur Miller

Willy- Johnny Depp

I chose Johnny Depp for the role of Willy because of his previous roles he has played before. I see many of the same attributes of Willy’s character found in one of Johnny most famous characters known as Captain Jack Sparrow. Both characters live in their own little world or bubble so to speak. They are striving for a “Dream”; however, both characters fail to realize the reality of the situation.

Linda- Angelina Jolie

I chose Angelina Jolie for this role for her personality that she has and portrays in her movies. She could easily play the role of Willy’s wife. Linda is a very loyal, passionate and loving wife. She is also the backbone of the family and has held the family together through all of Willy’s delusions and dreams of the future. Sometime she her-self falls victim to Willy’s dreams; however, when the end of the day comes she is the foundation of the family and she reality. I believe that Angelina Jolie is probably one of the few women who could pull off this role the only other I could think of is Catherine Zeta-Jones.

Biff- Adam Sandler

Biff has a much laid back mentality and has failed a lot in life recently. Even though he has failed at many things; he has very serious moments in the play. For the character of Biff I have chosen Adam Sandler. Adam is a very well-known comedian but he has played serious roles in the past to perfection.

Happy- Mark Wahlberg

Happy is a character who is out to make a name for himself. He has always lived in the shadow of his older brother Biff. He is never given the true one on one attention from his father because of his older brother. His character to me seems like he is soul searching for himself.

The amazing American dream is one that always seems to be just in reach but yet so far away from our grasp. The American dream is different throughout our history and means different things for different generations and different classes even races. The American dream for people of color and minorities has always been one of true equality in society. However, true equality can never truly be achieved because there will always be minorities no matter what is done. This is the same for class structured with people within society. They maybe are able to move up and down in classes but us as a society will never have one class and be equal. Also different generations have different expectations of the American dream not because one generation is right or wrong but each grew up in different eras and have not the same values. Older generations wanted the white picket fence be married and kids and all that goes with it. Today’s society has an altered vision when it comes to the American dream. The common dream is one of making a name for yourself and establishing a career first. Then comes a relationship and maybe kids in the future. I also have a unique individual taken on the American dream. I want to remain in college and get my doctorate and become a doctor. I want to eventually find that special someone for me and get married before I am thirty years of age. Also I want to have all the kids I will have help create before the age of thirty two. I want to be able to enjoy and live life to the fullest and not stress over the little thing and relax. I want my life to feel like an amazing and exciting adventure not some long boring full of regret path.

Sensational memory

Memories are a truly miraculous thing. A memory is not just simply of sight and auditory but of all your senses. Some of them most powerful memories can be centered on the food we eat. Food is very impactful in our lives and in our memories. People base experiences around the food they eat when they are out at a restaurant or at home. One of my most precious memories is that of cooking and baking with my mother for Christmas dinner. It all started with making a pot of gumbo. The aroma of seafood filled the air and the house for hours on end. This smell was not of the nasty fish smell but the most pleasant sent of a childhood meal. The next sent that enter the air was the roast tenderizing in the crock-pot with the softening vegetables. This is one of my mother’s favorites to cook year around. It is an effortless meal that is delightful and can cook all day long. The next odor to enter the air was so sweet it would make anyone’s mouth water. The sweet fragrance that was entering the air was of the melting chocolate and peanut butter fudge. The chocolate was milk and white. It was so silky and smooth and was used to create the most wonderful dessert treats. Chocolate covered pretzels, hay stack and Peanut butter balls. This part of the cooking is always my favorite due to the mess and the sweetness of the treats. Then finally came the more common smells started to come to my nose. The boiling pots of water on the stove contained rice and another pasta. The rice was turned into a side dish in which an individual could use as they wished with the other food. Meanwhile the pasta was transformed into the common childhood favorite Macaroni and cheese. Last but certainly not forgotten is the fragrance of the famous green bean casserole. These entire put together made the aroma of Christmas dinner at my mother’s house. This is a memory that I will cherish for infinity and hope to make similar ones with a family of my own.

Amazing Global Pizza

Dough: Wheat – Some mid-west state
Sugar- Caribbean
Water- Georgia water
Salt -Michigan
Yeast- California
Vegetable oil-Tennessee

Sauce: Tomatoes- California
Spices- Garlic -California
Onion- Texas
Oregano- Italy
Basil- Some Southern State
Salt-Michigan
Pepper- India

Toppings:
Mozzarella- Wisconsin
Pepperoni- California
Pineapple- Indonesia
Black Olive- Argentina
Jalapeños- Mexico

Last night me and my family had a pizza for dinner. It is truly amazing how something as simple as a pizza take so much to make. The ingredients in this pizza are not just from one place but from everywhere in the world. How did people ever accomplish this in the old days? Did they ever have the variety that we have today when it comes to fruits and vegetables? Our generation and culture take this for granted. We do not really think about where our food comes from in the world. We just eat it. Something as someone’s favorite fruit today could have been impossible to find in the olden days. Is our food complete safe with it coming from around the world? How have laws changed to accommodate this food revolution that is the modern world? Is our food safe today than it was back then or do we still have problems with quality? How have quantity of these ingredients impacted recipes and the style that our modern society cooks? Does modern food have more flavor?