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Black Minds Unite (BMU): For all of my talented, I need you* Posted on 01-21-2005
Wisdom_Tree
Texas City, TX
This is not a test. Really it isnt. Im looking for the best 4 lyricists, story writers, poets, whatever you wanna call-its and I want to collaborate on a series of books. Naw, this isnt a guarantee - I guarantee your work will be yours and copywritten. I also guarantee that when we get done with this, itll be the most spectacular thing ever. The Idea is BMU, Black Minds Unite. Basically, Im looking for the best HBCU has to offer...so pull out your pads and paper, and submit, Here, your best two pieces. Me and a hidden pannel of judges will rate the hottest people and from there we'll do an interviewing process. Like I said, this isnt a contract, and Im not promising money. What I can promise is that, together, we can do something big. Huge. F*cking Ginormous. Hugantic even. Write on. :arrow:
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Wisdom_Tree from Texas City, TX replied on 01-24-2005 01:58PM [Reply]
Oh, btw...after the last bit I just wrote, Im growing old of the whimsical rhyme, so Im going to write chapters from now on. "Chapters you say?" Chapters in deed boy! Its only for those that are bored...its just a free concept I want to keep writing on until the ending begs to be written. Feel free to comment...
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outkast2 from Atlanta, GA replied on 08-11-2005 02:46AM [Reply]

Here are my two contributions! Iris One will praise you Like the ancients praised Osiris When he takes a look into your iris Heíll give his riches, and even his life For he truly knows that he canít fight it The request to relinquish all good or evil Or whatever you may so desire Will be fulfilled without any question For you, heíll surely swim in the fire One will love you and praise you if youíd like it When he takes a look into your iris So be careful to whom you open your eyes Because for your love, heíd surely die Confidence In the ghetto, I squeeze wild dreams Through the bars on my window And I cry at night knowing That these bars, Iíll never let go Thereís the idea burned inside me T hat Iíll never be able to get no Where I see the school down the street, But will I ever get to go there? I see the manager I should meet, But will I ever get him to care? I see the homeless man on the corner, But can I get him to share? In the ghetto, I adapt to life, so I see no real need To let go And no real need to get gone Cause I feel like I was never Meant to get to a throne Iím only meant to be alone For my dreams have flown away So I sit and dream new things Just to live another day In the ghetto (All poems copyrighted 2005 by Cambridge Jenkins IV)
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Wisdom_Tree from Texas City, TX replied on 08-11-2005 05:32PM [Reply]
Keep em comin!
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replied on 02-15-2006 03:04AM [Reply]
they are mines yo thats a wonderful idea you started great minds do think alike i hope i can help been writing since age 7 I have written over 28 urban novel bi-lines and numerous amounts of poetry A CLUTTERED MIND confusion, frustration,aggravation all flowing out at once from up, down, left, right, can't seem to get a clear sight when thoughts cloud like fog and answers like the sun on a dull day only a little shining from above yet my mind remains full and answers stubborn like bulls so much on my mental plate Im still waitin for fate to approach me tell me my destiny my futures events feels like an eternity only time will tell how much more is left but it feels like a never knowing test what! when! where! why! how! who! all thoughts fly to you visual perceptions of how things could've been should've been or how they can be "if only it were like this" "if only it were like that" thoughts spewing both fiction and fact the mind is like the atlantic sea forever staying crowded a 24-hour thought machine well rounded never an empty mind you will find but you always can find a C L U T T E R E D M I N D
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giniacuty_757 replied on 03-14-2006 07:50AM [Reply]
outkast2 wrote:
Here are my two contributions! Iris One will praise you Like the ancients praised Osiris When he takes a look into your iris Heíll give his riches, and even his life For he truly knows that he canít fight it The request to relinquish all good or evil Or whatever you may so desire Will be fulfilled without any question For you, heíll surely swim in the fire One will love you and praise you if youíd like it When he takes a look into your iris So be careful to whom you open your eyes Because for your love, heíd surely die Confidence In the ghetto, I squeeze wild dreams Through the bars on my window And I cry at night knowing That these bars, Iíll never let go Thereís the idea burned inside me T hat Iíll never be able to get no Where I see the school down the street, But will I ever get to go there? I see the manager I should meet, But will I ever get him to care? I see the homeless man on the corner, But can I get him to share? In the ghetto, I adapt to life, so I see no real need To let go And no real need to get gone Cause I feel like I was never Meant to get to a throne Iím only meant to be alone For my dreams have flown away So I sit and dream new things Just to live another day In the ghetto (All poems copyrighted 2005 by Cambridge Jenkins IV)
^^^^ I like them they are hott do ya thing!
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