RIP QUEEN
MAYA ANGELOU
FROM : NEW YORK TIMES, 5/29/14
The mid-70s:
You misunderstood me
Even so – I had not lived long
Enough to be that cynical
Smart-assed insecurity
Youth is so ignorant of skin and time
My regret came too late
You would have none of it
Lightly touching my fingers telling me
“Be well”
Well
I continued my life
A life of wanting
a bit of your light,
respect, and talent
I spread your words in
My classes
Adorning my walls
With your presence
Assigning your life
I remember taking students
To see you
Afterwards waiting
Covered in cowardice
Courage
Shrunken & hiding
Amid my own ego
I have thrown down that
Heavy cross of want
Pitched my emotional tent
Against 3rd world needs of mankind
My needs, in spite of sorrows,
Remain of the first
Suffering – true suffering has moved over me
You knew that
The minute I opened my…
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