"...somebody almost run off wid alla my stuff!! & i waz standin there lookin at myself the whole time & it wasn't a spirit took my stuff waz a man whose ego walked round like Rodan’s shadowwaz a man faster than my innocence waz a lover i made too much room for almost run off wit alla my stuff & i didnt know i’d give it up so quik & the one runnin wit it don’t know he got it & i’m shoutin this is mine & he dont know he got it/ hey man! this is not your prerogative i gotta have me in my pocket to get round like a good woman should & make the poem in the pot or the chicken in the dance what i got to do i gotta get my stuff to do it too why dont ya find your own things & leave this package of me for my destiny
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“without any assistance or guidance from you i have loved you assiduously for 8 months 2 wks & a day i have been stood up four times i've left 7 packages on your doorstep forty poems 2 plants & amp; 3 handmade notecards i left town so i could send to you have been no help to me on my job you call at 3:00 in the mornin on week days so i could drive 27 1/2 miles cross the bay before i go to work charmin charmin but you are of no assistance i want you to know this waz an experiment to see how selfish i could be if i would really carry on to snare a possible lover if i waz capable of debasin my self for the love of another if i could stand not being wanted when i wanted to be wanted & i cannot― Both Poems by Ntozake Shange, for colored girls who have considered suicide/when the rainbow is enuf
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Dear God, we thank thee cos we r beautifully and wonderfully made.We ask for strength and healing btw Negro and Anita. We ask that u help them figure out their separate and distinct paths, resolve all internal/external conflicts and that thru their faith and belief in You they can move fwd with healing/peace in their hearts.We ask this thru Christ our LordAmen
― Closure prayer by ANI-----------
Negro and Anita...
Fade to Black.
End Scene.
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