“Now is the accepted time, not tomorrow, not some more convenient season. It is today that our best work can be done and not some future day or future year. It is today that we fit ourselves for the greater usefulness of tomorrow. Today is the seed time, now are the hours of work, and […]
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By Valerie Fraling, Special to the AFRO “The years of imprisonment hardened me…. Perhaps if you have been given a moment to hold back and wait for the next blow, your emotions wouldn’t be blunted as they have been in my case. When it happens every day of your life, when that pain becomes a […]
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By Valerie Fraling, Special to the AFRO “We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn’t matter with me now, because I’ve been to the mountaintop. And I don’t mind… And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountaintop. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the Promised Land. I may not get […]
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“Beat-up little seagull on a marble stair, tryin’ to find the ocean, lookin’ everywhere. Hard times in the city in a hard town by the sea. Ain’t nowhere to run to. There ain’t nothin’ here for free. Hooker on the corner waiting for a train, drunk lying on the sidewalk sleeping in the rain. And […]
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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of […]
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“What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or, fester like a sore, and then run? Does it stink like rotten meat/ Or, crust and sugar over like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load. Or does it explode?” Langston Hughes During Black […]
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“In recognizing the humanity of our fellow beings, we pay ourselves the highest tribute.” Thurgood Marshall In honor of Black History Month, it’s a pleasure to recognize Baltimore’s own living legend my friend Professor Larry Gibson, a celebrated author of Thurgood Marshall, world traveler, photographer, husband of fifty plus years to Diana, father and proud grandfather. […]
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“How can I say thanks for the things you’ve done for me. Things so undeserved yet you gave to prove your love to me. The voices of a million angels could not express my gratitude. All that I am and ever hope to be I owe it all to Thee. To God be the glory […]
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“Oh, hmm where are you summer why can’t I feel you why have you gone away where is the hot sun that used to warm me why can’t I feel it today? My world is freezing, the wind is breezing, can’t get warm no matter what I do. Where are you summer you left September […]
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“Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery, none but ourselves can free our minds. Have no fear for atomic energy for none of them can stop the time. How long shell they kill our prophets while we stand aside and look. Some say it’s just a part of it we’ve got to fulfill the book. So, won’t […]
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“He’s the little boy that Santa Claus forgot, and goodness knows, he didn’t want a lot. He sent a note to Santa for some soldiers and a drum; it broke his little heart when he found Santa hadn’t come. In the street, he envies all those lucky boys, then wanders home to last year’s broken […]
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“My music is the spiritual expression of what I am — my faith, my knowledge, my being…When you begin to see the possibilities of music, you desire to do something really good for people, to help humanity free itself from its hang-ups…I want to speak to their souls.” John Coltrane “I wish those days would […]