Ours is the old, old story of every uprising race or class or order. The work of elevation must be wrought by ourselves or not at all.
quote by Frances Power Cobbe
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The law of liberty tends to abolish the reign of race over race, of faith over faith, of class over class. It is not the realization of a political ideal; it is the discharge of a moral obligation.
quote by John Dalberg
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The law of liberty tends to abolish the reign of race over race, of faith over faith, of class over class. It is not the realization of a political ideal it is the discharge of a moral obligation.
quote by John Dalberg
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Alankar(Decor) -69
Their Race Yet Not Over(Kyrielle Poem)
a narrative, it tells a story.
stanzaic, in quatrains.
syllabic, each line is 8 syllables. in iambic tetrameter.
written with a refrain in the 4th line of the quatrain.
rhyme scheme may vary. Quatrain options abaB, cbcB, dbdB
Their race yet not over with that
Else way tortoise as thought to race
To run, to swim in halves, to work-
Agreed the hare willing to race
Starting speeded with hare on land
Plodding slowed with tortoise to race
To help the river came on hand
Swam fast tortoise won first the race
Knowing not to swim the hare lost
Foolish was his challenge to race
Judging oneself the best way last
Is the way best to win the race
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Effort To Live For God
As one would run for exercise, there is a race in order to be wise,
Not wisdom unto worldly ways, but, Godly Wisdom to His praise.
Effort on our part, we must expend, for Godliness to be our end,
As we set forth into this race, through The Spirit, by God’s Grace.
When we do run this race for Him, we run for God, in order to win,
Running the race with all our heart; longing to win right at the start.
And in The Lord we must submit, if we’re to become spiritually fit,
This as we resist the devil and flee, to pursue The God of Eternity.
We must also put off the old man, to live new life, per God’s Plan,
Replacing our old habits of sin, with Godly behavior found in Him,
As we wrestle in the Ways of God, we’ll be lead by Staff and Rod,
While learning to live a Godly life, to be a witness for Jesus Christ.
As we fix our minds and eyes, upon Christ and the Heavenly prize,
Bring to Him every captive thought, Godly thinking will be wrought.
Running this race, you rest in God, while still upon this earthly sod,
Practicing all the things we heard, as we read and live God’s Word.
We depend on our Savior above, while God guides us in His Love,
Devoted to our Lord every day, as we walk along life’s narrow way,
And humble obedience is our call, to live for Christ, who is over all,
Worshiping daily, we truly praise, Christ, who helps us all our days.
(Copyright ©05/2009)
Father Forgive
Father forgive,
The hatred which divides
Nation from nation
Race from race
And class from class.
Father forgive,
The covetous desires
Of people and nations
To possess
What is not their own.
Father forgive,
Our greed which
Exploits the work,
Of human hands
And lays waste to the Earth.
Father forgive,
Our envy,
Of the welfare
And happiness
Of others.
Father forgive,
Our indifference,
To the plight
Of the imprisoned
The homeless
And the refugee.
Father forgive,
The lust which
Dishonors the bodies
Of men, women,
And children.
Father forgive,
The pride which leads us,
To trust in ourselves
And not in God.
poem by Athena Goddess of Wisdom Lumis Light to all
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The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie.
quote by Louise Bogan
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You need a vanguard organization in order to overcome the dangerous potential brought about by the uneven development of class militancy and class consciousness.
quote by Ernest Mandel
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House Of Secrets
[Intro]
oh no. no. let me go.
[hah hehe]
no. god no!
shut up!
[song]
shhhhhh. it's okay, it's okay.
this is our, dirty, little, secret.
we're all alone in the city
my hands are stoned with pity
i could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
and i don't feel pretty ... today.
and there's a lady in a stable
her daddy reads her fables
about the moon & his bride
he's in her room every night
& feeds upon a table
of silken robes
an altar of stone
but the child is unable
to run, run, run
& flee his tower of babel
so blood, blood, blood
slithers down her ankles ...
we're all alone in the city
my hands are stoned with pity
i could get by or get high with fifty [yeah]
and i don't feel pretty ... today.
come one
come all
witness the fall!
cry to the sky!
today we break away!
uprising!
uprising!
uprising!
in the house of secrets!
what happens here, stays here
say nothing, disappear!
uprising!
uprising!
locked away
in the chamber of the hysterics
here, in the house ... of secrets.
we're all alone
& i will tell you of loneliness.
[shhhh.]
song performed by by Otep
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Race and class are rendered distinct analytically only to produce the realization that the analysis of the one cannot proceed without the other. A different dynamic it seems to me is at work in the critique of new sexuality studies.
quote by Judith Butler
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Uprising Roots
Uprising roots,
Blue grass in the sky;
Uprising roots,
Love under the sea;
Uprising roots,
In the deep!
White in white and,
Black in black;
But, underrated by your love.
Seven years of hope!
On the blue mountains;
And to take up a trip to let it show,
But, life is like a journey to us all.
The roots of life,
To put the stereo on!
But, i have a long way to go.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Class has a sense of humor. It knows that a good laugh is the best lubricant for oiling the machinery of human relations. Class never makes excuses. It takes its lumps and learns from past mistakes. Class bespeaks an aristocracy unrelated to ancestors or money. Some extremely wealthy people have no class at all, while others who are struggling to make ends meet are loaded with it. Class is real. You can't fake it. Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not attempt to look better by making others look worse. Everyone is comfortable with the person who has class because he is comfortable with himself. If you have class, you've got it made. If you don't have class, no matter what else you have, it won't make up for it.
quote by Ann Landers
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When you balance it against New Order, New Order don't work or tour relentlessly. We definitely work in our own way and sometimes it's a bit too slow for me, so I like to plan ahead and fill my time up.
quote by Peter Hook
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For globalization to work for America, it must work for working people. We should measure the success of our economy by the breadth of our middle class, and the scope of opportunity offered to the poorest child to climb into that middle class.
quote by John J. Sweeney
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Southern white people despise the Negro as a race, and will do nothing to aid in his elevation as such; but for certain individuals they have a strong affection, and are helpful to them in many ways.
quote by James Weldon Johnson
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My job is to help the functioning of the story, not to draw attention to myself, but to make my characters function within the story, to work for the benefit of the story, to make the whole thing work.
quote by Jeffrey Jones
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We Must Work!
the integrity of a society
is based in its working class.
for the society to survive,
and to thrive,
the working class must be allowed
to work...
and must be willing to do so!
we are builders, makers, shapers...
but we are not slaves, pawns,
or profit margin...
we must work!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mimesis: Operation Highjump Defeated
Task Force 68 1946
largest expedition mounted
ever to the Antarctic
13 ships
included 4,700 men
multiple aircraft
USS Philippine Sea
Essex-class aircraft carrier
Rear Admiral Richard E. Byrd
USS Mount Olympus (AGC-8)
Mount McKinley-class
amphibious force command ship
USS Brownson (DD-868)
USS Henderson (DD-785)
Gearing-class destroyers
USS Sennet (SS-408)
Balao-class submarine
first basic under-ice
SONAR to establish
feasibility of United States
under-ice operations
conspiracy theory
conspiracy fact
New World Order
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Northern white people love the Negro in a sort of abstract way, as a race; through a sense of justice, charity, and philanthropy, they will liberally assist in his elevation.
quote by James Weldon Johnson
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Life in the business is also highly challenging. Sometimes you are dissatisfied, it's difficult sometimes. You're always thinking of how it could be better. It's a 20-legged race, you don't work alone. There are so many others working to tell the same story. We as Indian artists don't have the luxury of being individuals. We represent ages and ages. The work of an artist is a highly responsible one.
quote by Tantoo Cardinal
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Equipment
With what thou gavest me, O Master,
I have wrought.
Such chances, such abilities,
To see the end was not for my poor eyes,
Thine was the impulse, thine the forming thought.
Ah, I have wrought,
And these sad hands have right to tell their story,
It was no hard up striving after glory,
Catching and losing, gaining and failing,
Raging me back at the world's raucous railing.
Simply and humbly from stone and from wood,
Wrought I the things that to thee might seem good.
If they are little, ah God! but the cost,
Who but thou knowest the all that is lost!
If they are few, is the workmanship true?
Try them and weigh me, whate'er be my due!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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