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She was an old woman, My Da-Duh. You could see her fleshless skin, her probing gaze. Curious about the world of steele, but yet, so familiar with the painted seas. The monstrous birds striking her village, turns ecstacy into a death mask. Clanes clashing, Sugar apples, mangos rippened, and summer rain have all died and become dispirited.

-WRITTEN BY Dorothy Kolen, Brittany Arnold, Edward Fetnandez, and Adriana Gomez
 * very strong images! **

Group#90: Kiah Rothschild, Benjamin Gonzalez, Romi Jawanda, Annalisa Vang.

the poem we decided to keep it untitled it reads:

1. My Da-duh leads the grand daughter into the ground, 2. Banana plants grow within the field, 3. Kinsmen constrained, vicious dogs destroying culture, 4. Tension building, young to old, darkness balancing the self, 5. Tall Empire State building was unbelievable to my Da-duh, 6. She was older, and looking out at the technologies developed, 7. The maggots have already done their work, 8. Yes, God is good.

This is all. Mreeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! **Great work!!!**

Jacqueline Johnson, Steven Pope, Marion Sawyer, Rosiland Duffey

Untitled

Barbados is peaceful unlike New York, Filled with tropical fruit blazing in Spring. Giant weeds destroy what is good, while stiletto blades help bring peace to the violence, Giving good the good plants a chance at sunlight. A lady, stiletto blades glazing at sugar apples, And the dark, tropical night watching the violence entangled. I am new to the tropical world of sugarcane and banana plants, An emissary to this strange land, both peaceful and violent.
 * very nice use of repetition and strong images here **

Title: The One Cindy Vang, Georgina Garza, Lolita Bounyavong, Jorge Gomez

The scarred obi was drawn into the earth. Orion stolen from his land and made into property He speaks strange words and receive strange looks. He was a boy, a creature, a nobody Although he stood on two feet, he was still nothing but a savage black. Damballa was the word that master did not approve. Floating with wings together, black carcass cleaved with ax, lay helter skelter Crazy, trouble Orion floating in own blood, ghost. But he was the one. Peter Bouie, Courtnei Johnson, Devon Boone, Jayla Tunstall
 * excellent representation of the story **

My Da Duh is a formidable figure. My Da Duh's brief stroll so strong it rattles the trees. He passed the dirt path and looked beyond the shadowy dwellings. Thinking of something more than a blood soaked land. He thinks about the stick of cane. Prolong the thought. Prolong the taste.

Title:Yes, God is Good (Maxine king, Denaya Shorter, Kimeka Simmons, and Henrique Tarpeh
 * Nice combination of the stories **

As God is good i find it to be an unfamiliar are when others are embarrassed of her This unfamiliar place is too much Unfamiliar situations, but still true As she yelled, "yes, God is good," my heart began to sing. God is good, its true but I still struggle Yes, God is good, against their darkness My bones awoke with the true words, as drums began to bang. Question.. Now should they? If you ask me.. I don't think so.. In Response to Da-Duh By: Derek Webber, Andrew Smith, Anthony Martinez and Jeniya Johnson
 * nice repetition! **

Both rural and urban societies alike Make us who we are Whether fearful, or fierce warriors from afar Those important truths we collect and protect Last us years and years of direct intellect While we try to impress, with words, phrases, and activities as Da-Duh did the best I digress; one’s efforts may fall short of expectations Thus stirring up the very truths that depress, Repress, and oppress one’s past and present beliefs and reputation.


 * Great choices in vocab and rhyming! **