Cuba USA
- The Sahell Of Donatello By Kamu Brath
OUR HISTORY / OUR TRAGEDY The Sahell of Donatello Rome burnsand our slavery begins in the alpsoven of europe glacier of godchad's opposite industry was envisioned here in the indomitable glitterit out proportions the parthenon the colosseum is not...
- Zapatistas Confirm Solidarity With Palestine At The National Indigenous Congress
By Brenda NorrellIndigenous ResistancePhoto EZLN collective Zapatistas affirmed their solidarity with Palestine, during the opening of the National Indigenous Congress in the Zapatista Stronghold of La Realidad, Chiapas, near the Guatemalan border. Comandante...
- According To Many In The Media And Many Freedom Haters In The Last 54 Years...
Cuban exiles are responsible for: All the problems in Cuba All the problems in the US Dictator Castro's health The rise of the Mafia Dengue fever in Cuba Global warming poverty disease unemployment cancer diabetes Not fostering enough handshakes All...
- The Dictator's "reflection" Concerning Egypt
Here is the latest crap from the dictator of Cuba in regards to his reflections on the recent events in Egypt. I found one quote strange and ironic: "Mubarak oppressed and looted his own people.." Well doesn't this sound like the dictatorship...
- Cubanology.com Talk Radio!
From Jose Reyes: "I am very proud to announce and welcome special guest Manuel Márquez-Sterling to BlogTalkRadio for a discussion of his new book, Cuba 1952-1959: The True Story of Castro’s Rise to Power.This book unearths a lost world to reveal...
Cuba USA
A friend of Fidel and the Cuban Revolution - Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Maya Angelou
- The Sahell Of Donatello By Kamu Brath
OUR HISTORY / OUR TRAGEDY The Sahell of Donatello Rome burnsand our slavery begins in the alpsoven of europe glacier of godchad's opposite industry was envisioned here in the indomitable glitterit out proportions the parthenon the colosseum is not...
- Zapatistas Confirm Solidarity With Palestine At The National Indigenous Congress
By Brenda NorrellIndigenous ResistancePhoto EZLN collective Zapatistas affirmed their solidarity with Palestine, during the opening of the National Indigenous Congress in the Zapatista Stronghold of La Realidad, Chiapas, near the Guatemalan border. Comandante...
- According To Many In The Media And Many Freedom Haters In The Last 54 Years...
Cuban exiles are responsible for: All the problems in Cuba All the problems in the US Dictator Castro's health The rise of the Mafia Dengue fever in Cuba Global warming poverty disease unemployment cancer diabetes Not fostering enough handshakes All...
- The Dictator's "reflection" Concerning Egypt
Here is the latest crap from the dictator of Cuba in regards to his reflections on the recent events in Egypt. I found one quote strange and ironic: "Mubarak oppressed and looted his own people.." Well doesn't this sound like the dictatorship...
- Cubanology.com Talk Radio!
From Jose Reyes: "I am very proud to announce and welcome special guest Manuel Márquez-Sterling to BlogTalkRadio for a discussion of his new book, Cuba 1952-1959: The True Story of Castro’s Rise to Power.This book unearths a lost world to reveal...