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Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

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  • Rex-mayor Ubini (6/1/2014 5:48:00 AM)

    The Exit Of Maya Angelou

    What a screaming silence,
    And the echoes of its ambience,
    Claiming the space with cold air,
    O, I see, a virtue has gone out here,
    No more we hear, no more we hear,
    The unchanged rhythm of your drum,
    Which wailed out for freedom,
    By the hit of your poetic ruthe,
    For the caged passenger pigeon has flown,
    And a roaring silence sweeps my heart's lawn.

    The free bird aloof invincible space,
    Is now hosted by long gone face,
    Of the solitaire, the great auk,
    The garefowl, the labrator duck,
    The kona grosbeak, The carolina parakeets,
    And your name maya the warblers sing,
    But here we are a vacuum,
    Filled by the absence of Maya Angelou,
    Though the blood of your pen,
    Has been sucked by the reaper of men,
    But our heart is consoled by your age and prints,
    O mighty maya may you rest in peace,
    Because the cage bird alas is free.

    Dedicated to late Maya Angelou.

    Written by Rex Mayor Ubini.

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  • Nate Wills (5/31/2014 6:23:00 PM)

    Maya's amazing legacy will no doubt continue throughout the centuries: Young artist Sa'ra Charismata posted this tribute inspired by #Phenomenal #Woman
    https: //soundcloud.com/#saracharismata/woman-maya-angelou-tribute-song

  • Jeanette Telusma (5/30/2014 12:32:00 PM)

    Such an inspiration to many. Madam Angelou, you will forever be missed. May your inspiring words of courage, peace, joy, and laughter live on forever. May many find your life as a stepping stone to go beyond all that hinders. RIP.....

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (5/30/2014 11:18:00 AM)

    When the caged canary sings
    The song of freedom and love
    And flies on imaginary wings
    We will remember you Angelou........

    RIP..... a life well lived to inspire others.......

  • Newton Kibiringi (5/30/2014 10:02:00 AM)

    Bye Maya Angelou!

    Would I draw a picture?
    To show how your life;
    Beautifully cast a rainbow to many
    Would I write a verse?
    To share how your life;
    So candidly spoke for justice
    Would I sing a song?
    To voice how your life;
    Lyrically inspires many in hope
    I would, if I could
    Yet so wide and deep is your bequest
    Time may not grant my request
    Space would fine me of copyright
    Still what you made the world feel
    Lives forever none can steal
    Maya many will forever admire you
    Your dazzling smile
    Filled with a caring grandeur
    Your motherly heart
    Teaching the life art in solemn acuity
    A true ant you made a banquet
    For the globe to dine off her aunt
    Angelou let your voice live on
    Rest in the solace of the angelic choir
    Till life’s destiny dawns in ecstasy
    Bye Maya Angelou

  • Cosmic Tourist (5/30/2014 4:46:00 AM)

    Dear Moderators. Please DO NOT remove the negative comments about Maya Angelou. They may help people know what she was talking about in A brave and startling Truth

  • Winter (5/30/2014 3:07:00 AM)

    RIP dear poetess your phenomenal courage and beauty will linger. So saddened to hear of your passing.

  • Rehema Nyandwi (5/29/2014 4:00:00 PM)

    wow it was good maya is good i love this story i hope it have part two

  • Margaret Kiyaga (5/29/2014 12:21:00 PM)

    Since I became acquainted with Maya Angelou through her television appearances etc etc, I have admired her for her warm friendliness and obvious humour. Some women are natural beacons for other women. Maya has been one of those. May God rest her in peace. Amen. Mega Katonda Afirika, WIFE OF GOD.

  • Gabriel Jirgba (5/29/2014 10:04:00 AM)

    A Phenomenon Woman -you ll be in my heart. We never met but you've always been a major inspiration, model, rabi...Rest in peace Maya Angelou

The Detached

We die,
Welcoming Bluebeards to our darkening closets,
Stranglers to our outstretched necks,
Stranglers, who neither care nor
care to know that
DEATH IS INTERNAL.

We pray,
Savoring sweet the teethed lies,

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