Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
Copy
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342473" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Forgotten i</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels to be second and not <br>Knowing what to do about it; and the first<br>one refuses to care about it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels being depressed inside<br>That small capsule with capricious un-<br>Happiness and hopelessness prison guards</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how i felt riding greyhound buses unoticed<br>by those seated comfortably up front, white-curtains<br>to obscure Negroes instead of light. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know more saints who kneel and pray<br>Hoping for something magica in the distance and <br>finding out Later or never that reality is just being.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels to be forgotten and alone <br>On a stinky garbage bin eating from a can<br>As passer-bys cosign to oblivion. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels being mother with <br>a fully matured, broken-winged bird<br>yet can't leave the nest. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i feel the pain of the crying womb <br>that month after month flower go to<br>Seed, die, and never to blossom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels remembering the<br>The child I 'got' but did'nt 'get'<br>and the deprived one could have gotten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i know how it feels being the ignored flower growing <br>through the cracked sidewalk unnoticed, like<br>children slipping through cracked welfare system</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know about beauty, fears, joy, and loneliness; <br>I know about stories held, not told as signs of me; <br>I know that poems are evident of the obscure being…<br> <br>the forgotten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Almedia Knight-Oliver January 19,2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Almedia+Knight+Oliver">Almedia Knight Oliver</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342473" data-title="The Forgotten i de Almedia Knight Oliver" data-description="i know how it feels to be second and not Knowing what to do about it; and the first one refuses to care about it. i know how it feels being depressed inside That small capsule with capricious un- Happiness and hopelessness prison guards i know ..."></div> </div> </div>
solid border
dashed border
dotted border
double border
groove border
ridge border
inset border
outset border
no border
blue
green
red
purple
cyan
gold
silver
black