Hello Gentle Reader
Last night at work, a co-worker, was reading posts from a website called: “People of New York,” and one of them discussed Maya Angelou. The speaker, described no matter how many times they (as gender is unknown) tried to dissect and comprehend Angelou, they are always astounded by who she was and where she came from. From her harsh upbrining, to her harsh early adulthood, to her eventual social activisim, memoires, and poetry; the speaker, described how Angelou was born into adversity; and set forth to make a better life for herself. Angelou was born in the Depression Era; into a segragated society. She surivived a childhood rape. Went on to give birth as a teenager. She worked as a prostitute, a exotic dancer; and was one of the first african-american strreetcar conductors. Angelou’s life was varried and full. From her lonely and difficult upbrining – to her eventual recitation of her poem: “On the Pulse of the Morning,” at Bill Cliton’s ninteen-ninety three inaguration; it showed her drive for a better world, a desire for a better earth; and a compassion for all mankind. She has written seven autobiographies and several collections of poetry. Her work conitnuous to touch people to this day around the world. Be it “I know Why The Caged Bird Sings,” or “Oh Pray My Wings Are Gonna Fit Me Well,” Angelou had the poets and literary geniuses touch, to connect with people on multiplite different wavelegnths. America has lost one of their greatest National Treasures; both for her historical achievements in civil rights; but also for her literary production and output. Angelou was a humanitarian through and through; never looking at her fellow man as superior to one another; but as equal to each other, in a shared dream for a better and brighter future, that waits tomorrow, in the morning.
Rest in Peace Maya Angelou
Thank-you For Reading Gentle Reader
Take Care
And As Always
Stay Well Read
*And Remember: Downloading Books Illegally is Thievery and Wrong.*
M. Mary
No comments:
Post a Comment