The words ‘I Love You’ kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second.
ABERJHANIWe are living in an era in which billions of people are grappling to promote communication, tolerance, and understanding over the more destructive forces of war
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The Civil Rights Act of 1964 laid the foundation for the Voting Rights Act of 1965, but it also addressed nearly every other aspect of daily life in a would-be free democratic society.
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This fire that we call Loving is too strong for human minds. But just right for human souls.
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In a rich moonlit garden, flowers open beneath the eyes of entire nations terrified to acknowledge the simplicity of the beauty of peace.
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Such are these places where lovers of bliss behold the angel of peace
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You are the hybrids of golden worlds and ages splendidly conceived.
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Poetry and art nourish the soul of the world with the flavor-filled substances of beauty, wisdom and truth.
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This rose of pearl-coated infinity transforms the diseased slums of a broken heart into a palace made of psalms and gold.
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A bridge of silver wings stretches from the dead ashes of an unforgiving nightmare to the jeweled vision of a life started anew.
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Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.
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Love, Mercy, and Grace, sisters all, attend your wounds of silence and hope.
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It becomes more and more difficult to avoid the idea of black men as subjects of not just racial profiling but of an insidious form of racial obliteration sanctioned by silence.
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With something closer to love in its most empowering and healing sense.
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Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.
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And make no mistake about it: love does take over and transform the schemes and operations of our egos in a very mighty way.
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The rainbows that dangle upon this mist: shatter. Like the smile of a child separated from his mother’s milk for the very first time.from poem Blood and Blossoms
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