Maya Angelou: Caged Bird
Human family
Savior
Alone
Autor desconhecido Friendship
A free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
and dips his wing
in the orange sun rays
and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks
down his narrow cage
can seldom see through
his bars of rage
his wings are clipped and
his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
The free bird thinks of another breeze
and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees
and the fat worms waiting on a dawn-bright lawn
and he names the sky his own.
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing.
The caged bird sings
with a fearful trill
of things unknown
but longed for still
and his tune is heard
on the distant hill
for the caged bird
sings of freedom.
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.I've sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I've seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I've not seen any two
who really were the same.Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.We love and lose in China,
we weep on England's moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we're the same.I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.But we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Petulant priests, greedy
centurions, and one million
incensed gestures stand
between your love and me.Your agape sacrifice
is reduced to colored glass,
vapid penance, and the
tedium of ritual.Your footprints yet
mark the crest of
billowing seas but
your joy
fades upon the tablets
of ordained prophets.Visit us again, Savior.
Your children, burdened with
disbelief, blinded by a patina
of wisdom,
carom down this vale of
fear. We cry for you
although we have lost
your name.
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
The A-Z of friendship
A Friend....
(A)ccepts you as you are
(B)elieves in "you"
(C) Calls you just to say "HI"
(D)oesn't give up on you
(E)nvisions the whole of you (even the unfinished parts)
(F)orgives your mistakes
(G)ives unconditionally
(H)elps you
(I)nvites you over
(J)ust "be" with you
(K)eeps you close at heart
(L)oves you for who you are
(M)akes a difference in your life
(N)ever judges
(O)ffers support
(P)icks you up
(Q)uiets your fears
(R)aises your spirits
(S)ays nice things about you
(T)ells you the truth when you need to hear it
(U)nderstands you
(V)alues you
(W)alks beside you
(X)-plains things you don't understand
(Y)ells when you won't listen and..
(Z)aps you back to reality
A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone we treasure for our friendship is a gift
A friend is someone who fills our lives with beauty, joy, and grace
And makes the world we live in a better and happier place.(autor desconhecido)
