Archive for April, 2012

The Bus

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

The driver of the bus,
the same bus I refused to ride,
was the driver that had me arrested.
I would have never gotten on there
if I would have seen him.
I was tired and I just wanted to go home.
I didn’t pay attention to him as I got on
and took my seat behind those reserved
for the white people.

All the white seats were filled when
a man got on.
He was tall
and white.
The driver told me and four other blacks to move.
They did; however, I did not.

Little did I know,
this simple action was what we needed
all along.

Sewing

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Though my fingers are sore,
I keep sewing.
It’s what I like to do.
Sewing keeps be busy and sane
during the day.
All the needles and thread I’ve
gone through, it’s cost me a lot,
but it’s worth it to me.
Finishing a piece brings joy to me
like nothing else can.
Sewing isn’t just a hobby,
it’s a part of my life
that will never go away.

Being Secretary

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Aside from being challenging,
I liked being the secretary for the NAACP.
All the letters,
phone calls,
payments;
They kept me busy,
but I didn’t mind.
I read cases upon cases of discrimination
of violence against black people.
That was probably the worst part of my job.
Reading the cases aggravated me to the point that
I had to do something
and fast.

People Don’t Understand

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

People just don’t understand what it’s like to be black.
I get called names or threatened everyday
just because my skin is dark.
It’s like they can’t see past it,
even if there is a real person underneath.
I’m just like everyone else.
I have thoughts, feelings, hopes, and dreams.
How can I make my hope and dreams come true if no one cares?

Getting an Education

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Why does it have to be this hard?
I bounce from one school to the next,
just trying to get an education.
It’s a never ending battle for me.
I’m a simple teenager just trying to learn,
but the white people have to make it so hard.
I’m tired of being pushed around.
It’s time to take a stand.

The Guy That Treated Me Normal

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

After being treated normal by a white guy,
I wanted everyone to be like that.
He treated me like a kid,
and not just a black kid.
The way I felt then
has always stayed with me.
I wanted more.
I wanted to be treated like everyone else.
I wanted to be able to go outside and
not get threatened or insulted.
The man that treated me normal,
the man that looked over the color of my skin,
has changed me,
forever.

As a child, Rosa met a white man that treated her like a normal kid, not just a black one.

It’s Not Fair

Posted: April 17, 2012 by alisonadkins in AllisonA, Rosa Parks-- A Life in Poems

Living with my dad
in Tuskegee, Alabama;
just me and my mom.

Always being misjudged and

talked about

just because the color of my skin.

I’m just a normal kid,

but nobody sees anything but my skin

when they look at me.

It’s not fair..

The Change for Fame 1946

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

I spin around and look in the mirror to see the new me

Short, curly blonde locks are what I see

The change for Hollywood, the change for fame

My life will never be the same

Then I turn around and sign a contract

I’m no longer Ms. Norma Jeane.

Footnotes: Marilyn Monroe’s original name was

Norma Jeane, but Blue Book Modeling Agency

changed it to something more catchy. They

also changed her natural hair color from

brown & dyed it blonde

Im Gonna be a Star

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

 After marriage, I was hired to work in a parachute factory

There I was noticed by a photographer, David Conover & that is when my career began

Jim wanted me to give up this career

But growing up all I wanted to be was a star

“ I didn’t care about the money I just wanted to be wonderful.”

And so I filed a divorce

“ I knew I belonged to the public and to the world

not because I was talented or even beautiful

but because I never had belonged to anything or anyone else.”

All Apologies

Posted: April 17, 2012 by aburroway in AdamB, Kurt Cobain--A Life's Story

Point of view from Tom Grant

April 5, 1994,

Kurt Cobain died from a self-inflicted gunshot wound

Or at least that’s what the officials say.

The scene I investigated was not a suicide,

It was murder.

Nothing adds up to suicide

The shotgun used, the angle of the wound,

The chemicals found in his body

He would’ve been unable to shoot any kind of gun

Or weapon.

But for right now

Let’s just remember him

The legend he was

And the impact he could’ve made

If he lasted just a few more years.

I will spend the rest of my life

To bring justice to Kurt Cobain

And bring closure to all of his fans.

*Tom Grant was a Private Investigator hired by Courtney Love to find Kurt after he checked out of rehab days before his death.

*Grant has since followed the Kurt Cobain Murder Theory and has published several books and other works about it.

The Beginning

Posted: April 17, 2012 by antoniahill15 in AntoniaH, Marilyn Monroe, A Life in Poems

Born on June 1, 1926

my mother was Gladys Mortenson

my father…

well he was listed as unknown

mom became ill with a mental disease

and so I was placed in foster care for the first seven years of my life

I lived with seven different foster parents

I never had a stable home

so at the age of 16 I married a man,

Jim Dougherty

Broken Box

Posted: April 17, 2012 by aburroway in AdamB, Kurt Cobain--A Life's Story

March 4, 1994

Point of view from Courtney Love

Kurt’s in the hospital right now

In a coma

He overdosed on painkillers and champagne last night.

What an idiot!

So now we’re stuck here in Rome

On Nirvana’s European tour

But the rest is going to have to be canceled.

This may have been an accident

But I think he deserves it.

Maybe he’ll get a nice lesson out of this.

Probably not,

Kurt isn’t smart enough to figure that out.

All of this is so sudden

The fans, the cheers

I never expected any of this.

We shouldn’t be the biggest band in the world right now

That isn’t us.

We just released our third album

and planning a European Tour.

Europe.

That’s out of the country.

We even have an acoustic gig with MTV

Later in the year.

How I even agreed to that,

I have no idea.

I love playing music

And writing music

It’s my life

But this fame is almost too much.

Beginning of the End

Posted: April 17, 2012 by aburroway in AdamB, Kurt Cobain--A Life's Story

February 24, 1992

Point of view from news reporter

Rock sing Kurt Cobain

Was married to fellow musician Courtney Love

On this February day on Wakiki Beach in Hawaii.

The wedding was attended by friends and family of the couple

But many fans watched the celebration from afar.

Kurt Cobain ser a new fashion trend

By wearing green pajamas

To his own wedding.

Talk about fancy attire!

Courtney is expacting

The couple’s first child

That is due later this year.

*Kurt and Courtney first met at Satyricon Nightclub in Portland, Oregon, January 12, 1990.

*Frances Bean Cobain was born August 18, 1992.

Separation

Posted: April 17, 2012 by briannaadkins in Abraham Lincoln -- A Life in Poems, BriannaA

Didn’t talk much after his mama died.

We had a few conversations here and there.

Said he felt like I was trappin’ him,

said he felt enslaved.

Took the first chance he could to leave,

and once he did,

I didn’t see my boy again.

FOOTNOTE: Abe didn’t get along with his father after the death of his mother. He felt like a slave in his home. At the age of twenty-two, Lincoln left home, never to be seen again by his father.