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Array ( [sid] => 84141 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I AM [time] => 2005-02-12 15:48:09 [hometext] => REWRITE OF I AM [bodytext] => I AM THE SHADOWS OF SHADE ON THE SUMMER DAYS.

I AM LIKE THE FEAR ON YOUR FACE AS YOU HOLD TIGHT TO
YOUR PURSE IN A CROWDED MALL, THE SAD THING IS I INTEND YOU NO HARM AT ALL.

I AM IGNORANCE IN YOUR HEART THAT
FEEDS THE SILENCE IN WHICH YOU LOATHE MY HOMEBOY STLYE OF DRESS.

I AM THE RAP MUSIC THUMPING FROM MY CROME WHEELS
AND SHINY TRUCK LIKE THE WAY YOU ROLLING EYES IN DISGUST WHILE SAYING WHAT THE *****.

I AM THE ACTORS ON THE BIG SCREEN YOU SO ADMIRE AND RESPECT.

I AM THE STARES YOU GIVE WHEN IM DATING
SOMEONES DAUGHTER THAT COULD BE YOUR NEIGHBOR.

I AM THOSE WHO BEAT OF THE CONGAS~IN THE
BACK GROUND OF MERENGUE AND SALA AND HAVE HERITAGE IN A LAND NOT OF MY OWN.

BUT TITO PUENTE AND CELIA CRUZ STILL SING TO ME IN
WORDS I LEARN TO SPEAK FROM LATIN LUVS AND FRIENDS.

I AM THE HAND THAT HELPS BUILD THIS COUNTRY AND
FARM ITS FIELDS IN CAPTIVITY AND YET YOU SAY LET IT GO MOVE ON IN LIFE.

I AM THE TERROR THAT SHOOK THE WORLD WITH FEAR AND FOR ONE BRIEF MOMENT WE ALL STOOD NEAR WITH NO BARRIERS BETWEEN US AT LAST.

WHAT I DONT UNDERSTAND IS WHY YOU DONT SEE ME AS A MAN WITH DREAMS AND A FAMILY, HONOR AND RESPECT FEAR, STRENGTH,EDUCATION,OWNERSHIP,BUSINESS.
BORN AMERICAN I AM AS DARK LIKE THE FACES OF THE HOMELAND OF MY ANCESTORS OF AFRICA.

NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY SEE?
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 43 [informant] => SPOKENWORDARTIST [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
I AM

Contributed by SPOKENWORDARTIST on Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 03:48:09 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



I AM THE SHADOWS OF SHADE ON THE SUMMER DAYS.

I AM LIKE THE FEAR ON YOUR FACE AS YOU HOLD TIGHT TO
YOUR PURSE IN A CROWDED MALL, THE SAD THING IS I INTEND YOU NO HARM AT ALL.

I AM IGNORANCE IN YOUR HEART THAT
FEEDS THE SILENCE IN WHICH YOU LOATHE MY HOMEBOY STLYE OF DRESS.

I AM THE RAP MUSIC THUMPING FROM MY CROME WHEELS
AND SHINY TRUCK LIKE THE WAY YOU ROLLING EYES IN DISGUST WHILE SAYING WHAT THE *****.

I AM THE ACTORS ON THE BIG SCREEN YOU SO ADMIRE AND RESPECT.

I AM THE STARES YOU GIVE WHEN IM DATING
SOMEONES DAUGHTER THAT COULD BE YOUR NEIGHBOR.

I AM THOSE WHO BEAT OF THE CONGAS~IN THE
BACK GROUND OF MERENGUE AND SALA AND HAVE HERITAGE IN A LAND NOT OF MY OWN.

BUT TITO PUENTE AND CELIA CRUZ STILL SING TO ME IN
WORDS I LEARN TO SPEAK FROM LATIN LUVS AND FRIENDS.

I AM THE HAND THAT HELPS BUILD THIS COUNTRY AND
FARM ITS FIELDS IN CAPTIVITY AND YET YOU SAY LET IT GO MOVE ON IN LIFE.

I AM THE TERROR THAT SHOOK THE WORLD WITH FEAR AND FOR ONE BRIEF MOMENT WE ALL STOOD NEAR WITH NO BARRIERS BETWEEN US AT LAST.

WHAT I DONT UNDERSTAND IS WHY YOU DONT SEE ME AS A MAN WITH DREAMS AND A FAMILY, HONOR AND RESPECT FEAR, STRENGTH,EDUCATION,OWNERSHIP,BUSINESS.
BORN AMERICAN I AM AS DARK LIKE THE FACES OF THE HOMELAND OF MY ANCESTORS OF AFRICA.

NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU REALLY SEE?




Copyright © SPOKENWORDARTIST ... [ 2005-02-12 15:48:09]
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Re: I AM (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Saturday, 12th February 2005 @ 11:06:29 PM AEST
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Tito Puente.. a Puerto Rican..or a Cuban..I'm not really sure..but someone whose hips and shoulders move to the rhtyme of a latin beat..the way I dream mine could..the way I try to in secret when no one is watching.. when I play "Not In These Shoes".. I see music.. that's all I see..I stopped at Tito's name..




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