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Sanity was dressed in filth And nobody recognized her. The long days and warm nights Sped along, chased one another, And were lost in time. And time, Men, and something within us Conspired against us and our innocence. The gloom of the land rushed on to meet us. Suddenly four white lads were about us. "I'll have these ones, " a  cucumber-headed lad said. "What's the matter?" We asked. "You're going to fight us," he said. "We fight fair," another said. "We don't want to fight," We said. "You'll fight!" said cucumber -head. Why?" "We want to kill you!" "What have we done," We cried "You're black," the third lad said. "Ready! "For this much all men know: Despite compromise, War, struggle, the Negro is not free”. The Negro is not free For we sow while others reap The golden increment of bursting fruit, Not always countenance, ab...

Grammar can be tough. There are a lot of rules to follow, and a lot to wrap your head around. Some of the rules we learn in school, though, aren’t exactly accurate. While some function as helpful guidelines for style and form, other so-called ‘rules’ are inventions, or ‘superstitions,’ as the lexicographer Henry W. Fowler called them. Here are some common grammar myths: 1. You can’t end a sentence with a preposition Most of us learned in school that ending a sentence with a  preposition  was a mistake. This ‘rule,’ however, is misguided, dating from the 17 th  century, when several notable writers tried to codify English to fit more neatly with Latin grammar. Clearly, there are instances where attempting to avoid ending a sentence in a preposition results in a statement that is either over-formal or simply poor English. An over-formal example might be: ‘He told her that there was nothing  of  which to be frightened.’ An example of poor English (or Yo...

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                                       STORY                                #LIVE_FOR_TWO (Script 2)                                   {A true life story}     Smith stood for minutes, staring at the tall building with the inscription ‘cafeteria’. He was confident that he could finally find solace for his ego that had earlier been washed by Emerald’s raining abuses during their bummer encounter days earlier. And perhaps, he could relate with people who unlike Emerald, ...

While being forcefully driven to Kaya I pulled out a bante, Tried to take control of the  vehicle And was shot in the attempt. Why Because I refused to stay silent In the face of Tyranny, Injustice, Anarchy, And Dictatorship. Their remarks : A violent man meets a violent end ; The dramatist they say  over dramatizes Himself once too often.   And yet, I was an innocent man Fighting for survival and sanity. For in desperate times One resorts to desperate measures.  For all those who fought, died for the Freedom and Liberty we enjoy today.. PA SHAKESPEARE

If Jesus Kept a Journal Jesus Christ, 15 AD Today was a good day. I sneaked away to the cave and lit a bush on fire so I could communicate with my father. I’m not sure why I even bother telling Him things because He already knows them… I guess I just like hearing his voice. Today I asked Him if it would be alright for me to start practicing my miracles… AND HE SAID YES!!! XD He says I need a lot of practice before I go taking it public because nobody would believe I’m the son of God if I screwed one up. Also, I’m pretty sure he wants to preserve his reputation… so I started practicing on sheep. It’s a good thing shepherds are already so far away from towns because if people witnessed what I was doing to these sheep PETA would be at my doorstep in a matter of days. For those of you who don’t know, PETA is an organization created by Satan for animals because he thinks it hilarious that they should have a place in heaven, too. HA HA SATAN, very funny… So my first m...

                                It's the month of her birth but she cannot feel glad, April; you are a melancholy song, Beautiful month but for some reasons she’s sad, Hiding her heart tho she’s ever strong. Trying to dig deep to what she feels inside, Her small ears had lost the feel of an angelic kiss, Gently she tucked herself away beside, Like only those who know how to control their emotions believe in bliss. Trapped in a strong complicated mental state to clear it, In the most abnormal way she lets out a cry, Saef comes along to lighten her spirit, Then she takes lots of vodka till she gets high. About her health she’s scared again, Plus she misses him and nothing helps, When you need help understanding, I’ll train you not to let out a yelp.         ...