[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]I'm sure most of us know the following poem, one of the most notorized & respected poems ever written. Does it not ring of the same sentiments expressed by OP's friend?? I mean if Maya Angelou can "generalize us" and we call ourselves "phenomenal" based on said poem which is partly based on some of our attributes- why is it that black men(specifically this black man) get criticized for respecting & doing the same??[/FONT]
Finding fault in what he said is kinda strange to me. Characteristics are great like loyalty & such but sometimes what some would consider to be mundane is what others find to be so very beautiful. The phenomenal woman as written by Maya Angelou touches on both.Some people just need to learn how to take compliment.... geez!!!
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PHENOMENAL WOMAN
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by Maya Angelou[/FONT]
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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. [/FONT]
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I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing of my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. [/FONT]
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Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me. [/FONT]
[FONT=Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif]Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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