Alabama Southern Community College LIBRARY...

2013 ANTHOLOGY OF POEMS

Alabama Southern Community College

LIBRARY SYSTEM Volume V

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Anthology of Poems

Compiled by


Library System

Volume V, April 2013

Printed by the Kathryn Tucker Windham Museum Library


Thomasville, AL

Photocopies and reproductions of this publication are prohibited.

Front Cover:

Artwork is courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.

Used by permission.

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A MESSAGE FROM THE PRESIDENT DR. REGINALD SYKES

July 1, 2013

Dear Friends and Supporters of the Alabama Southern Library System:

I would like to thank each of you who took the time and effort in

submitting poetry to this Anthology. Additionally, I would like to

thank you for supporting this effort by picking up a copy of this year’s

publication. Alabama Southern Community College has been

fortunate to have such talent encompassed in this book of creative

thoughts and rhymes!

The fifth edition features works from the best and brightest from

elementary, middle, high school, and Alabama Southern Community

College students, as well as members of the communities served by

ASCC. The talent that emerges for our Anthology each year has been

astounding!

This effort is an excellent collaborative venture between the Alabama

Southern Library System and the Alabama Southern community.

Thank you again for your support of our institution and our libraries!

We hope that you enjoy this unique collection and we would like to

encourage you to begin working on your own poetry submission for

next year’s collection!

Regards,

Reginald L. Sykes

Dr. Reginald L. Sykes

President, Alabama Southern Community College

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT HONORING

JIMMIEROSE BRYANT JOAN OWENS

RICHARD MARTINDALE

WRITTEN BY . . Deborah Rankins

J ust Wait One Cotton-pickin Minute! Stunning words, right. Well, these words are the title to one of the 35 poems

published in the first volume of poetry five years ago. That 2009 pivotal year set into motion an Alabama Southern Community College Library System poetry tradition that has evolved into its volume five. This edition boasts over 200 poems from submitters of all ages from all over southwest Alabama.

The evolution of this publication is truly a marvelous tradition that has progressed because of dedicated people from both the college and the community. As a result there are three who have demonstrated unwavering dedication to the Anthology of Poems since its onset in 2009 through today. Because of their unwavering commitment, we are going to break our tradition of dedicating this publication to one person. This year, we are honoring three equally vibrant and expressive individuals who have graciously given their time, talents, and voice to celebrate poetry and the Anthology of Poems. One is a radio personality/retired educator, another is a writer/folk artist, and the third is a preacher/retired educator—they all share a common thread which has been woven into beautiful poetry since their coming together in 2009 for the first Anthology of Poems celebration on the Thomasville campus. Therefore, it seems fitting to dedicate the Alabama Southern Community College Library System 2013 Anthology of Poems to JimmieRose Bryant, Joan Owens, and Richard Martindale.

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

HONORING . . .JimmieRose Bryant

Meet our first honoree, JimmieRose Bryant. Since 2009, this

radio talk show host of The Rose Garden Radio Show has been encouraging her listeners to submit poems to the Anthology of Poems and to attend its annual celebration of National Poetry Month at Alabama Southern. Today, this retired assistant principal of Thomas-ville High School continues to promote the Anthology of Poems on her popular radio show and has never missed any of the poetry celebrations.

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

HONORING . . . Joan Owens

When Joan Owens, our second honoree, stood boldly before

the podium in 2009, she caused a stir of excitement with her poem, Just Wait One Cotton Pickin Minute. Joan recited in an old-timey fashion that set the audience afire with laughter. Since that poetic debut, she has recited it on JimmieRose’s radio show, at churches and at other community events. Joan is the only Anthology of Poems sub-mitter who has had a poem published in every edition. Additionally, Joan has never missed a poetry celebration. Oftentimes, Joan draws an image to accompany her poems, which is sometimes seasoned with a taste of southern fried folklore and humor.

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENT

HONORING . . . Richard Martidale

Richard Martindale, our third honoree, birth an Anthology

of Poems tradition, humor. Without a doubt, he keeps a story or two in his pocket for anyone willing and unwilling to listen. His light-hearted personality and storytelling wit made for the perfect evening back in 2009 when he served as the first master of ceremonies for the Anthology of Poems on the Thomasville campus. Richard serves as the pastor at a Pine Hill church and at one time served as a Chap-lin in the U.S. Navy. Even though he recently retired from teaching at Alabama Southern, he did not retire his commitment to the Anthology of Poems. The Alabama Southern Community College Library System is earnestly grateful to the 2013 honorees.

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ABOUT THE COLLEGE ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY COLLEGE

MISSION STATEMENT

Alabama Southern Community College provides quality educa-

tional opportunities and services in diverse learning environ-

ments to enhance community and economic development for

the citizens of Southwest Alabama.

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ABOUT THE LIBRARY ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY COLLEGE

LIBRARY SYSTEM

MISSION STATEMENT

Alabama Southern Community College’s Library System (or

Learning Resource Centers) provide support materials, facilities,

and quality library services including- cultural literacy, technol-

ogy literacy, library instruction, and community involvement in

meeting the institutional values. As an end result, the patrons

will be empowered to be independent, successful lifelong

learners.

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FOREWARD AGATHA GRANT

ENGLISH TEACHER, CLARKE COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL AND UPWARD BOUND INSTRUCTOR,

ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY COLLEGE

Many say “actions speak louder than words,“ but I’m not so

sure that the poets in this anthology would agree. In fact,

poetry is and always will be one of our most ultimate forms of

expressions. Through words full of creativity, thought, and

emotion, these poets have managed to paint a vivid picture of

who they are, their likes and dislikes; what they stand for, their

morals and values; and what they one day wish to become,

their dreams and aspirations. Through poetry, they allow us to

enter into the inner circle of their hearts and minds. For many

of us poetry is indeed food for the soul, and the various ingredi-

ents of creativity and imagination combined by these “master

chefs” make the recipe of a page turner. These poets vary in

age, background, and experience, but the one thing that they

do all have in common is talent. It is with great honor that I

congratulate them, many of whom I have had the pleasure of

teaching, on their debut.

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INTRODUCTION

DEBORAH RANKINS TUNSTALL

ASSISTANT DIRECTOR OF LIBRARY SERVICES

PURPOSE OF THE ANTHOLOGY

The purpose of the Anthology of Poems to commemorate National Poetry Month at Alabama Southern Community College Library System, to showcase the creative works of those who answered the call for submissions , and to promote the arts in rural Alabama.

POETRY GUIDELINES

SUBMISSIONS:

Although submissions were not judged, students were encouraged to demonstrate creativity, originality, imagery, artistic quality, and mastery of poetic expression.

There were no theme or style requirements.

Submitters were encouraged to exercise good judgment of subject mat-ter in writing. Pornography or explicit language that may be offensive to others was prohibited.

ELIGIBILITY:

Only original, previously unpublished poems accepted.

Submissions were open to public.

RIGHTS:

Alabama Southern Community College retains no ownership rights to poetry. Such rights remain with the poet at all times.

Poems published at discretion of poetry committee.

PHOTOGRAPHY/ART

Alabama Southern Community College retains no ownership rights to photography and art. Such rights remain with the photographer and/or artist at all times.

ANTHOLOGY ORGANIZATION

Poems are presented in alphabetical order according to submitter’s last name. A list of authors and photographers is included in Anthology for quick refer-ence.

DISCLAIMER

The views and opinions of the originators expressed therein do not necessarily state or reflect those of Alabama Southern Community College or any agency or entities thereof.

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Adkison Parker What Should I Be 69

Allen Jaylon Spring 78

Allen Virgil My Family 90

Anderson Jasmine Roses 67

Anderson Lauren Spring Break 163

Andrews Camary Alabama In The Making 221

Andrews Samantha Alabama In The Making 235

Anonymous Alabama In The Making 249

Anonymous We’re The Best 108

Austin Jennifer Missing You 47

Autery Mary Alabama In The Making 247

Barlow Brad Alabama In The Making 197

Barlow Lee My Dad 141

Barnes Britton Fishing 32

Bennett Brady The Yellow Ten Speed 129

Bennett Jasmine Alabama In The Making 203

Bennett Patsy Alabama In The Making 242

Bennett Shaun A Special Place in My Heart 107

Bennett Sherman Fun Out Side 81

Bettis Chelsea Alabama In The Making 220

Betts J. Alabama In The Making 192

Beverly Roman They Tell Me To Be 113

Bradford Rachel They Tell Me To Be 111

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Bradley Roxcanna My Changeling 66

Brockington Rainya Pyd Poem 73

Broughton Blair Nicole 152

Burrell Desmond Spring Break 77

Burrell Samuel Spring Break 80

Burson R.J. Alabama In The Making 195

Carlisle Bryce They Tell Me To Be 33

Carrie Alabama In The Making 250

Castophney Malayia Hello Kitty 136

Caves Tamera Peppers! 116

Caves Tommy I Am 117

Charleston Tyroneisha Summer 85

Charleston Xavier Spring 83

Childs Blake Writer's Block 171

Coates Cornelius Babies 43

Collins Rashard Cars 145

Corbin Derek My Spider-Man 133

Cosby Laila Love 87

Cowan Jonathan Just Because 57

Crawford Lalia Spring! 22

Creighton Jamie Spring Time 53

Crook Pashaffa Please Hear Me As I Say 147

Dailey DeMarcus Alabama In The Making 209

Dailey Dennis Alabama In The Making 202

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Daniels Brianna Easter 100

Daniels Devin Spring Forward 84

Daniels Mia Black History 101

Daniels Tyrik What's Up 104

Davis Travarus Seniors 118

Dees Kade Mom 142

Demetrius Alabama In The Making 211

Dong Jason Missing 54

Eager Jamero A Bright Sunny Day 169

Edwards Demetric Poems 26

Edwards Makayla The Library 88

Edwards Mikayla I Have A Cat 138

Ellis Antoneo Going Outside 27

Ezell Cesric Make A Difference 29

Faircloth Lizzie They Tell Me To Be 61

Feaster Samuel Alabama In The Making 208

Ferguson Cole They Tell Me To Be 37

Frith Miranda Movement 65

Frye Samantha Riddle 156 & 157

Gamble Frank Football 50

Garrick Breelyn They Tell Me To Be 31

Gerald Webber Alabama In The Making 255

Graham Tadarian Alabama In The Making 194

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Gramelspacher Adrianna I Am Legolas 98 Alabama in The Making 248

Harvey Matthew Poetry 64

Henderson Daryl Confessions 151

Hereford Mary Spring Break 173

Hickerson Demetrius I Am More 44, 45 & 46

Hoffman Justin Procrastinator 58

Hollinger Ashley Alabama In The Making 201 Melody 187

Hollins Jordan Useless Things 119

Hollis Jonathan Sweet Home To Old Alabama 110

Holloway Kaneisha My Favorite Thing 96

Hudson Amy Math 185

Huggins Dustin Poetry 48

Hunt Cadadra Love 40

Hunt Lameshia School Mornings 112

Irvins Ra'Shelle Easter 91

Jackson Ronald Alabama In The Making 190

Jackson Sonya A First Encounter 128

Jimerson Debbie Alabama In The Making 256 Baptist Campus Ministry 183

Johnson McKenize My Sister 92

Jones Jamar My Family 28

Jones Karen There's No Crying In Fourth Grade 109

Jones Shaniquewa The Beginning Of Actions 153

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Jordan Kayla Teacher 161

Jowers Jazmine They Tell Me To Be…… 55

Kelly Jasmine Alabama In The Making 226

King Matt They Tell Me To Be 63

King Shamiya Alabama In The Making 253

Knight Kelveonta Racing 132

Knight Tatyana Alabama In The Making 225

Kyles Jacquerin Alabama In The Making 239

Landrum Juanita ASCC Gilbertown 182

Ledkins Kelsey Math 164 & 165

Lee A.J. Alabama In The Making 214

Lee Justin Alabama In The Making 206

Lett Caleb Alabama In The Making 199

Levi Alabama In The Making 215

Lewis Hunter The Hunt 154 & 155

Locke Sedarrion Alabama In The Making 229

Locke Shanquise Alabama In The Making 240

Long Kelly Imagine 59

Long Mary Tree House 106

Love Victoria Mom 140

Ludlow Jessie Red Sun 122 Spirit Warrior 123

Lyles Peyton They Tell Me To Be 72

Madison Ardretta Alabama In The Making 232

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Matthews Deyana Alabama In The Making 233

McCall Jhylian Cats And The Rats 25

McCaskey Wendell My Mom Is Like An Earthquake 68

McConnel Tamiko Alabama In The Making 243

McCoy Jamar Spring Break 103

McIntoch Kayla Spring 86

McIntosh Shykial Spring 82

McKinley R.J. Alabama In The Making 200

McLean Payton They Tell Me To Be 71

McMilliam Corey My Love 168

McMillian T.J. Alabama In The Making 241

McNider Mary They Tell Me To Be 41

Mcpherson Kena My Dog 146

Megginson Callee They Tell Me To Be 35

Merida Shannon Family 49

Merriweather Raekhia Christmas 94

Minchew Heidi Spring 148

Mobley Kiyana Alabama In The Making 218

Moore Stephen Alabama In The Making 223

Moore Vaniya Park 130

Mozingo Bethany Cold 38 & 39

Murphy Marissa Alabama In The Making 238

Newton Bailey Hunting 30

Norwood Faith Alabama In The Making 231

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Odoms Devin Cars 134

Oliver Amy Sweet Seductions 178

Oliver Savannah Pet Dog 144

Owens Joan Big Tall John 124 & 125

Pace Jesse Mt Pleasant Baptist Church 184

Parrish Addison Alabama in The Making 252

Parnell Jessica Dreams 174

Patrick Clarissa The Yard 36

Paulding Charmaine Rainbow 74

Pearson Mittie Alabama In The Making 257

Perkins Kelcie My Favorite Berry 172

Poindexter Justin Alabama In The Making 230

Preston Malekia Alabama In The Making 254

Preyear Jakaden My Brother 139

Pritchett Kaylee Alabama In The Making 246

Pritchett Markedria Alabama In The Making 245

Quijsen Natalie Torture 170

Rainer Cameron Alabama In The Making 234

Rankins Deborah Alabama In The Making 258

Rankins Kadereck Life 167

Rankins Quentin Alabama In The Making 227

Reed Avery Alabama In The Making 207

Reeves Chara Simply Put 175

Reid Andie Alabama In The Making 251

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Richardson Jerry Alabama In The Making 204

Richardson Michael Spring 79

Richardson Shakiya Princesses 137

Rivers Pariss Alabama In The Making 228

Robbins Derrick Alabama In The Making 198

Roberts Mary Books 99

Robinson Erica Summer 89

Robinson Mary Red Light 62

Rowell Dalton Alabama In The Making 212

Rowell Waylon Alabama In The Making 210

Royster Bria Alabama In The Making 237

Rudolph Artisha Unconditional 176 & 177

Ruffin Sylvia What BCM Means to Me 180

Salter Scarlett Alabama In The Making 160 Let Me Stay 162

Salter Sheridan My Teacher 143

Scott Demetrius Spring 76

Scruggs Dallas GOD 149

Shannon Calla Lily 186

Sharp Beoncia The Best Is Yet To Come 95

Smalley Kay What BCM Means to Me 181

Smith Javier How I Learned To Ride My Bike 24

Stabler Kelnesha Do You Remember 60

Stabler Trevor Alabama In The Making 213

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Stallworth Dominique Happenings 166

Stanton Asiah Alabama In The Making 236

Stifflemire Anna Spring 115

Stout Jordan My Favorite Season 56

Swift Emily Confound Dreams 159 Done Fishing 158 Letters From Mom 160

Taderrius Alabama In The Making 216

Taite D Alabama In The Making 217

Taite Wayne Alabama In The Making 196

Taylor Margaret Things I Enjoy 179

Thomas Demetrius Alabama In The Making 191

Thurman Timothy Cool 105

Thurman Timya Spring 23

Tuberville Nicholas Alabama In The Making 222

Walker Casey The Perfect Night 150

Washington Kierra Alabama In The Making 193

Watson Hannah Alabama In The Making 224

Watson Jeremy My Brother 131

Watts Gabriela They Tell Me To Be A 51

Webber Gerald Alabama In The Making 255

Welch Aniya Guess Who 52

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Westbrook Kelsey The Character 126 & 127

Westbrook Paxton They Tell Me To Be 70

White Sade' Alabama In The Making 244

White Za'Miyah They Tell Me To Be 120

Wiggins Brandi Alabama In The Making 205

Williams Ariana Spring Break 75

Williams Eva Alabama In The Making 219

Williams Christian Summer 102

Williams Paige Spring 97

Wilson Moliquia Who Am To Be 121

Wilson Torliquia Abnormal Day 114

Witherspoon Caleb They Tell Me To Be 34

Witherspoon Matthew Family 93

Womack Tyler My Cousin 135

Woods Collin They Tell Me To Be 42

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SPRING! SPRING! LALIA CRAWFORD

JOHN ESSEX HIGH SCHOOL

HERE IT IS

HAVE A GREAT TIME

A DIME TO SPEND

I PLAY ALL DAY

AND EVERYDAY

LOOK AT THE

FLOWERS MAYBE

SOME TOWERS

LIME JUICE

AND FLOWERS

AT THE SAME

TIME AND

LIME JUICE

BUTTERFLIES ARE OUT

NOT OUT IN THE LIGHT

THEY MIGHT.

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SPRING TIMYA THURMAN


Spring is here, I always get a ring. Its fun to pay but the birds can

play

I get in the pool but my brother drool

It’s so fun to have spring, but I can run like the wind

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HOW I LEARNED TO RIDE MY BIKE JAVIER SMITH


I learned to ride my bike when I was five.

M my dad and I went to the park.

At first I was afraid, I did not want to fall, my dad did not let me

fall.

Finally, I rode all by myself that was a great day I was so happy.

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CATS AND THE RATS JHYLIAN MCCALL


Cats eat rats

Dog sleep like a log

On the ground cats run and rats run with rats

A cat is just like a cat in the hat

The rats are afraid of the dogs

If a cat in the hat got a bat and hit the ball.

He will run to the first mat the cats will chat about the mat and

the rat.

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POEMS DEMETRIC EDWARDS


Poems are nice, silly too. Sometime when I read it makes me

kind of happy.

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GOING OUTSIDE ANTONEO ELLIS


I like to go outside because grass is outside and you play sports

outside and the fun want to make you run, or the sun want to

make run to and fun is make you run fun is crazy

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MY FAMILY JAMAR JONES


My mom was sleep I got up she got up my dad got up she

walked me up the hill then she went home.

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MAKE A DIFFERENCE CESRIC EZELL

CLARKE COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL

I want to be somebody

That people will remember later on.

The good way to live life

I will have shown.

I want to make a difference.

I want to show little kids and teens

That it is cool not to smoke.

They don’t have to put their lives on the line,

Because it is a big joke.


I want to encourage young girls

And let them know that they are on standards above;

That they don’t have to give up their bodies to anyone

Just so they can be loved.


I will be a man, and a good man,

That people look up to,

Someone who is responsible and respectful

And doesn’t mind helping others too.

I will make a difference.

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HUNTING BAILEY NEWTON


During hunting season, I hunt deer and ducks.

I really enjoy killing big bucks.

Sitting in the water hearing that wood duck squeal,

Brings peace and serenity from Grove Hill.

My papa worked hard for the place I hunt,

I don’t lose my privileges by doing stupid stunts.

Sometimes hunting isn’t always about the kill,

The beauty of the woods is like a chill pill.

It takes a lot of work to be a good hunter,

Which means a lot of work takes place in the summer.

The wind in the trees is the only sound,

Besides the crunching leaves as I walk on the ground.

I set my alarm to wake me at dawn.

As 4:30 comes I wake up and yawn.

Hunting is a sport that is very fun;

All I need is my camo and my gun.

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THEY TELL ME TO BE BREELYN GARRICK

THOMASVILLE MIDDLE SCHOOL

They tell me to be a cake, exciting and made with flour.

I tell them I am a lemon, delighting and sour.

They tell me to be a peacock, entertaining and bright.

I tell them I am a mouse, sneaking and without flight.

They tell me to be a flower, shining with beauty and color.

I tell them I am a sprout, growing and small.

They tell me to be a river, flowing and loud.

I tell them I am a pond, lying still and dark.

They tell me to be a plane, soaring high in the sky.

I tell them I am a car, staying on the ground.

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FISHING BRITTON BARNES


A day on the lake,

With a rod and reel.

When a bass hits, you know the feel.

As I get the big one in the boat,

The feeling is surreal.

I push the boat off,

And then head to my secret spot.

I flip my lure, oh so soft.

They will be lucky if they don’t get caught.

When I finish there, it’s off to another spot.

The fun is over,

And cleaning time is here.

I keep in mind that tomorrow is near,

So I wait until the sun’s first ray.

Tomorrow is a new fishing day.

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THEY TELL ME TO BE BRYCE CARLISLE


They tell me to be a human, entertaining and funny

I tell them I am a deer, boring and graceful

They tell me to be a lake, refreshing and cool

I tell them I am a creek, running away fast

They tell me to be a piece of toast, warming and yummy

I tell them I am a thing of hot sauce, burning in your life

They tell me to be a pencil, writing on paper as smooth as silk

I tell them I am a locker, always locking people out

They tell me to be an apple, ripening everyday

I tell them I am a leaf, dying everyday

They tell me to be a boat, gliding across the water

I tell them I am a bus, transporting people everyday

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THEY TELL ME TO BE CALEB WITHERSPOON


They tell me to be a lion, grateful and courageous.

I tell them I am a tiger, fierce and wild.

They tell me to be grass, calm and waving slightly.

I tell them I am a pumpkin, wide and orange.

They tell me to be a bus, big and tall.

I tell them I am a car, moving every single minute of the day.

They tell me to be a pencil, always working.

I tell them I am a bottle of glue, sticking to everything.

They tell me to be a pizza, delicious and hot.

I tell them I am a bowl of ice cream, chilling and scrumptious.

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THEY TELL ME TO BE CALLEE MEGGINSON


They tell me to be calm like a pond,

I tell them that I’m a cat that screams when it touches water.

They tell me to keep my claws in, I try, but they won’t stay,

They tell me to be a flower, to run away when the wind blows all

of the problems.

I tell them I’m a tree that stands up for myself.

They tell me to be an eraser, to erase all of the unnecessary

drawings,

I tell them that I’m a pencil that draws them back.

They tell me to be the blank piece of paper so they can draw on

their ideas,

I tell them that I’m the glue so I can stick to the ideas I want to

have.

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THE YARD CLARISSA PATRICK


I walk through the yard,

seeing the glistening leaves

fall to the lime green grass.

I run across the fog grey rocks

and I notice the pealing

bark from the tree. I touch

the sky-blue pond and

rippled waves spread through

the pond. I hear the silent

scream through the branches

and the whistle of the birds

in the open air.

The silence of nature

is soothing in my ears.

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THEY TELL ME TO BE COLE FERGUSON


They tell me to be a seed, growing bigger

I tell them I am a tree, standing tall and strong

They tell me to be a piece of paper, lying on the floor

But I tell them I am a pair of scissors, cutting the paper

They tell me to be a kid, having fun

But I tell them I am a man, being dull

They tell me to be a dog, lying and sleeping

But I tell them I am a beast, hunting my pray

They tell me to be an ocean, hitting the shore

I tell them I am stream, running along

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COLD BETHANY MOZINGO


You live in a world,

A cold world.

This world is like

Living alone all the time.

Fighting for yourself,

And yourself only.

You have no one there

To help you through life.

Building walls around yourself,

To keep people out.

To keep people

From hurting you.

It has to be like this.

It needs to be like this.

Where you can

Keep your sanity.

In this world,

Your friends are your enemies.

In this world,

You have no family.

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COLD

(Cont. from Page 38)

Deep, deep down inside

You wish it was different.

But on the outside you show

That it’s perfect this way.

When there is war,

You hide.

Even when there is peace,

You still hide.

You have everything to hide,

And nothing to show.

You stay locked away

In a shell you call a body.

When your cold life ends,

Whenever that time comes,

No one will forget you

Because no one ever knew you.

This is sad,

And I know this.

But it’s the truth,

And it’s the cold truth.

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LOVE CADADRA HUNT


Love

What is love?

What could it possibly be?

Is it the tingle you get when you hear their name?

Could it be the butterflies you get in your stomach?

Or is it the redness that fills your cheeks?

Is it the way they hug you so tight?

Or the sweet words they whisper to you?

Is it the way your heart rate increases in their presence?

Could it be the serenity that rushes over your entire body?

Or is it the giggles that suddenly take over you?

Can you see it?

Can you feel it?

What is love?

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THEY TELL ME TO BE MARY ALEX MCNIDER


They tell me to be a venus fly trap, trapping all of the informa-

tion up.

I tell them I am grass dying of pain.

They tell me to be a glue stick, gluing down all the important

things on paper.

I tell them I am a marker, scribbling them out and putting fun

things down.

They tell me to be a pencil, writing down what they tell me to.

I tell them I am a pair of scissors cutting it up.

They tell me to be a tornado, picking things up in my path.

I tell them I am a plane driving around it.

They tell me to be a hotel, standing nice and tall.

I tell them I am a house, slouching down in my place.

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THEY TELL ME TO BE COLLIN WOODS


They tell me to be a snake, hiding in the grass.

I tell them I am a rat, disgusting and dirty.

They tell me to be a truck, picking up stuff.

I tell them I am a motorcycle, speeding and fast.

They tell me to be a sausage, wiggling and spicy.

I tell them I am a cake, sweetening and delicious.

They tell me to be a tree, standing tall.

I tell them I am a leaf, waving and hanging.

They tell to be a crayon, coloring everything.

I tell them I am a ruler, measuring and long.

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BABIES! CORNELIUS COATES


Babies are pretty.

Babies are small.

Babies are cute cuddly and all,

But they cry all the time.

You didn’t know they committed a crime.

They’ll get you in trouble with such a thought.

Make parents teach lessons they already taught.

The worst thing is they never get caught.

Don’t worry about it, it’s not your fault.

Babies are suppose to be harmless,

But that’s not true.

Babies will give you the blues.

Parents will never have a clue

What a baby might do

Or what a baby might do to you.

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I AM MORE DEMETRIUS HICKERSON


I am more than a remnant of a tattered legacy.

More than a dream denied.

I am more than your grim expectations.

I live for more than to say I’m alive.

I am more than a black kid.

I’m much more than my race.

More than what you think of me

When you see my face.

I am Demetrius.

I am somebody.

I’m a face with a name.

I am more than a claim to fame.

I am the manifestation of pride’s power.

I am more than the man of the hour.

I am the now and I am the will be.

More than what eyes allow you to believe.

I am a child of hope.

Positivity my spirit evokes.

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I AM MORE

(Cont. from page 44)

I am more than a doubter’s muse.

I am the spark that ignites the fuse.

I am the music.

My joy sings inside me.

While my soul dances beside me.

From the assailants my heart hides me.

I am now saved.

Saved from sin.

Saved from social tyranny.

Saved from fearing.

Saved from fearing me.

I am more than a racist’s aim.

I am a passionately artistic entity

That refuses to be tamed.

I am more than the 6 letter word

That for 400+ years kept us oppressed.

I am a hero in my own life.

I need no S for my chest.

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I AM MORE (Cont. from page 45)

I am more than a prison cell reserved.

I am not a convict.

My God is love infinity.

No start and no stopping.

More than a bad test score.

I am room for improvement.

I am more than the influence of modern media.

TV aspires to leave us foolish.

I am not high.

I’m sober levitation.

I am the cotillion.

More than the prestigious invitation.

I am more than Hip Hop.

I am more than that.

More than a kid.

And more than Black.

47

MISSING YOU JENNIFER AUSTIN

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I see you in every cloud, Especially

when the wind is mild, I see your

smiling face, Oh how I wish you

were in this place.

48

POETRY DUSTIN HUGGINS


I know poems are supposed to rhyme,

But who really has the time

To sit in class all day

And think of things to say?

Poems, to me, are hard to write.

They have me thinking all night.

I always struggle really bad,

And usually fail making me quite mad!

There are poets here and there;

There seem to be poets everywhere.

I wasn’t fortunate enough to acquire that skill.

Even the shortest poem gives me my fill.

I am tired of writing and rhyming

As you can tell,

I guess this poem actually ended well.

49

FAMILY SHANNON MERIDA


Living life and having fun

Enjoying time in the sun

Sipping tea and making way

For me to eat some ribs today

Daddy busy on the grill

Me and my family oh so chill

Being with the ones you love

Is something the world needs more of

Mother, Father, Sister, Brother

Should always be there for each other

If every family shared a space

The world would be a better place

A place where both you and me

Can live a life of love and peace

Having them there is probably

The best thing you can have, Family

50

FOOTBALL FRANK GAMBLE


The gridiron is where I want to be.

That’s all I dream of when I’m sleep.

Pigskin, touchdown, field goal.

Winning the game that’s my goal.

Up by seven at the beginning of the fourth quarter.

The crowd cheered as we scored another.

Minutes by minutes we get closer to the game.

After tonight the game won’t be the same.

Some heads held high, some held low

We won as the crowd show.

Cheers and claps here and there.

Confetti raining everywhere.

Grove Hill Bulldogs announced the champs

Tired with pain and vicious cramps.

We held our head high because we are the champs.

51

THEY TELL ME TO BE A… GABRIELA WATTS


They tell me to be a dog, loyal and compassionate.

I tell them I’m a horse, ready to run away when I can.

They tell me to be a beach, calm and quiet.

I tell them I’m a car, loud and proud.

They tell me to be a school, ready to learn.

I tell them I’m crayons, wanting to stand out. They tell me to be

a rose, free as can be.

I tell them I’m poison ivy, ready for the itching to start.

They tell me to be a cat, not too fat.

I tell them I’m a pig, round and big.

They tell me to be a star, ready to shine.

I tell them I’m me and that’s just fine!

52

GUESS WHO ANIYA WELCH

CLARK COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL

She is light brown

and loves to drive down town

and hair of black and brown.

She is not fast

But, a tad bad

And likes to talk very fast.

She is almost tall

Loves to go to the mall

And loves to make phone calls.

She has manners

So when she sneezes

She doesn’t make people pleased.

Most importantly,

She loves God and her phone

Which has a big loud tone.

She is a one and only,

Her name rhymes with Jamiyah

So guess what her name is Aniya.

53

SPRING TIME JAMIE CREIGHTON


Pollen here, pollen there

Pollen flying everywhere

A yellow coat on my car

A yellow layer on the tar

It must be Spring time.

Days get longer

Nights get shorter

Spring break in mind

Fun like no other kind


The next month is summer.

The wait is a bummer.

The school year is coming to an end.

Soon it will be no more class to attend.


54

THEY TELL ME TO BE … JASON DONG


They tell me to be a lion, my bite really stings,

I tell them I am a dragon, fierce, deadly and big.

Or I could be scissors, my sharp edges cutting and trimming,

I can’t decide between a jet and a plane because they are so

alike.

I could always be a pizza, tasty, cheesy, and piping hot,

I could also be steak, thick, juicy, and delicious.

I also can’t decide between an ocean and a sea,

both are big and pleasant to the eye.

There are so many things to choose from that I can’t decide,

I think I’ll choose monkey because he’s wild and crazy

55

THEY TELL ME TO BE … JAZMINE JOWERS


They tell me to be a sponge soaking up information.

I tell them I am a fish flopping as fast as I can.

They tell me to be an as graceful as a dove that makes no mis-

takes.

I tell them I am an eraser cleaning my mistakes.

They tell me to be a boat sailing through the pacific.

They tell me to be as soft as a rose.

I tell them I am a venus fly trap eating things in my way.

They tell me to be a blue jay soaring in the sky.

I tell them I am a squirrel eating acorns.

Really I am none of these things.

I am a beautiful Daisy sitting in the sunlight.

56

MY FAVORITE SEASON JORDAN STOUT


My favorite season is summer

Because we are in school the other three, which is a bummer.

Outside the weather is hot.

So we go to the river and find a nice spot.

The white clouds and the blue sky.

The baby birds in the trees learning to fly.

Families and friends outside playing games and having fun.

A father teaching his little kids how to shoot a gun.

The kids go down to the swimming hole,

And while playing football in the yard score a goal.

Going over to grandma’s house for a visit,

Her cooking you fried chicken and cornbread in a skillet.

Laying out at night looking at the stars,

Or being bored and counting the cars.

Then it is time to go back to school so we won’t get any dumber.

My favorite season is summer.

57

JUST BECAUSE JONATHAN COWAN

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I Love you just because

I Need you just because

I Miss you just because

I Adore you just because

I Cherish you just because

I Desire you just because

I Surrender all my love for you just because

I Write you just because

I Trust you with my heart just because

I Pray for you just because

I Care for you just because

I’ll Be Here for you just because

I’ll keep My Heart open just because

“Just Because”

58

PROCRASTINATOR JUSTIN HOFFMAN


I am a procrastinator; I always put things off.

There are always things I would rather do.

Way more than the things I’m supposed to.

I never make my deadlines for school,

And when it’s over I feel like a fool

I wait and time keeps going on.

Eventually the due date is long gone.

It feels like a punch right in the gut,

Like I’m stuck in a hole digging a rut.

Every time I feel like kicking my own butt.

I will get better, this I must.

I have to or my head will burst.

It’s not worth all this stress.

That’s why I have to do my best.

But honestly that is a long quest.

59

IMAGINE KELLY LONG

THOMASVILLE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

Imagine a storm is a wind chime, rocking in the wind.

Imagine the wind is some water, moving in a pot.

Imagine thunder is a telephone, ringing loudly, wanting to be

answered.

Imagine lightning is a bird, chirping loudly for the other birds to

hear it.

Imagine rain is a branch, falling toward the ground.

Imagine stars are pieces of paper, falling toward earth.

Imagine the sun is an eagle with a white head.

Imagine the sky is a blue piece of paper, running towards the

clouds.

60

DO YOU REMEMBER??? KELNESHA STABLER


Do you remember the day we first met?

As we laughed and talked

And watched the sunset?

Do you remember the times we cried?

As the pain came along

And all the times we tried?

Do you remember the times we shared?

As well as the problems we had

And the way we both cared?

Do you remember the bad?

As well as the good

And not one day were we sad?

Do you remember the day I put a smile on your face

As we went through the pain, but in the end everything was a

gain

And no one can ever take your place!

61

THEY TELL ME TO BE LIZZIE FAIRCLOTH


They tell me to be a horse running wild and free.

I tell them I am a cat lurking in the shadows waiting for prey.

They tell me to be a leaf dancing in the wind.

I tell them I am a tree standing sturdy and strong.

They tell me to be an ocean big and wide.

I tell them I am a river running dry.

They tell me to be a bus loud and fast.

I tell them I am a car moving as fast as I can.

They tell me to be a meat so savory but not sweet.

I tell them I am a cake so sweet and sour.

They tell me to be a pencil so sharp and dark.

I tell them I am a paper so dainty and light.

62

RED LIGHT MARY ROBINSON

LOWER PEACH TREE

On the corner of 25th and 26th street

Stopped at a red light

Not sure what I'm doing

Where I'm going or if I even want to

But I can't stay here

Waiting...

"Change," I scream at the light

Still waiting...

Always waiting, marking time,

Never really going anywhere

I can't take this anymore.

I rev my engine, willing the light to turn green

Not sure where I'm going

Or if I'll ever get there

But I just have to try

Green light-Finally!

I take my foot off the brakes and go

63

THEY TELL ME TO BE MATT KING


They tell me to be a sponge and absorb the information.

I tell them I am a river running.

They tell me to be a rose and bloom.

I tell them I am tree that grows slow.

They tell me to be a scared cat and run away.

I tell them I am a house I stand up tall.

They tell me to be a piece of paper and crumble.

I tell them I am a book, it’s going to take a long time for my

pages to crumble.

They tell me to be a train and run on a full head of steam,

but I am a car I need to get more gas.

64

POETRY MATTHEW HARVEY


Poetry really stinks.

I find it very boring.

There’s just too many kinks.

It’s like listening to an old man’s snoring.

I simply cannot rhyme.

I really don’t have the time.

What is a quatrain

or even a line?

My favorite poem is a Haiku;

the rest make me go koo-koo.

Except maybe a Limerick,

those will give you a real kick.

Maybe poetry isn’t so bad,

especially if you’re sad.

So if you’re in a bad mood,

read some poetry, it’s like eating good food.

65

MOVEMENT MIRANDA FRITH


Running round and round

Walking slowly around

Jumping up very high

Falling down to the ground

Rolling over and over

Crawling all around

Strolling down the road

Keep going ‘til you are found

Dancing ‘til you can no more

Flying so not to hit the floor

Driving near to far

Reaching so you touch the stars

Kicking the still air

Punching out the anger

Just keep moving.

66

MY CHANGELING ROXCANNA BRADLEY

CLARKE COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Thou Oberon are bitter

For I have the child

He is mine and belongs to me

I promised my vot’ress on her death bed

She has given me the honor of parenthood

Thus, my changeling

My changeling

Thou are young and innocent

Come hither, sweet babe

Let me watch over thee

Thy mother will be eternally grateful

For I owe her this much

Thou Oberon are upset

Forgive and forget dear Oberon

Or dwell in the conclusion ceaselessly

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67

ROSES JASMINE ANDERSON


Roses are red violets are blue

If you love me,

I love you too.

You are sweet and when I see a flower.

It makes me want to play a flute.

68

MY MOM IS LIKE AN EARTHQUAKE WENDELL MCCASKEY


Instead of shaking me out of place,

She shakes me into place.

When she rushes in from work,

She cracks through all the dust and grind.

She shakes me when it’s time to wake for school.

She stirs through the kitchen

Making the pepper tremble as she moves.

The dishes rattle

As she prepares a meal.

The rumbling of her footsteps

Sometimes gives me a fright.

She clashes with me with her fussing

When I haven’t done anything right.

When bed comes,

She is calm and shifts me with her sweet kisses

69

WHAT SHOULD I BE? PARKER ADKISON


They tell me to be a tree, blooming and tall.

I tell them I am a piece of grass, hiding and small.

I want to be a stream, flowing and calm.

Or should I be an ocean, entertaining all?

I could be a pair of scissors, cutting and shaping.

I guess I could be a pencil, making and creating.

To me I could be spaghetti, pleasing and helping.

Or would I be some chicken, making sounds of burping and

belching?

I could be a car, riding and being one that sings.

( Radio )

It would be better to be a plane, soaring and showing my wings.

70

THEY TELL ME TO BE PAXTON WESTBROOK


They tell me to be a baker, baking the day away.

I tell them I am a mixer, whipping up cakes!

They tell me to be a peacock, ruffling my feathers.

I tell them I am a horse, running wild and free.

They tell me to be a pen, boring and the same.

I tell them I am a crayon, unique and imaginative.

They tell me to be a clock, spinning round and round.

I tell them I am thermometer, going up and down.

They tell me to be a stripe, going straight across.

I tell them I am me, going in every direction.

71

THEY TELL ME TO BE…. PAYTON MCLEAN


They tell me to be a monkey, jumping and playing.

I tell them I am a tiger, sneaking and waiting.

They tell me to be a leaf, dancing with the wind.

I tell them I am a tree, unable to bend.

They tell me to be a stream, always moving.

I tell them I am an ocean, sitting and staying.

They tell me to be a plane, soaring through the sky.

I tell them I am a boat, wading in the water, standing by.

They tell me to be paint, trying to be bold.

I tell them I am a pencil, writing and doing what is told.

72

THEY TELL ME TO BE PEYTON LYLES


They tell me to be a deer, prancing through a meadow.

I tell them I am a cat, pouncing on its prey.

They tell me to be a tree, growing straight and steady.

I tell them I am a vine, always getting tangled up in everything.

They tell me to be a snake, sneaky, but fast.

I tell them I am a rabbit, aware of everything but also very quick.

They tell me to be a leaf, blowing in the wind.

I tell them I am a bottle of glue, getting attached to everything.

They tell me to be a boat, drifting freely.

I tell them I am a horse, held back by its reigns.

73

PYD POEM RAINYA BROCKINGTON


PYD is fun,

We love to play and run,

Stepping is our dream,

We were here to born free,

Well everybody,

Pink and black,

We never step back,

We shine so bright,

Just like the beautiful sunlight,

PYD,

Is our dream.

74

RAINBOW POEM CHARMAINE PAULDING


Rainbows are bright

They seem to light

They come out when it rains

In it does not seem plain

They shine and they sparkle

They have different colors

Blue, Green, Yellow, Pink, Purple and Red

75

SPRING BREAK ARIANA WILLIAMS


All of the people love spring break.

Ready for spring break just like you.

In the spring you can do good thing.

A good time on spring break.

Now spring break is hear you can do another thing.

An other people might love spring break I do too.

76

SPRING DEMETRIUS SCOTT


Spring is fun spring is thing spring, spring, spring jump on a

trampoline spring is here but you is at school so you have to

what until the back come to spring.

77

SPRING BREAK DESMOND BURRELL


Spring break is here once you blink your eyes three times. Spring

break has come when spring break come everybody say bling

bling and once the bell ring we all say spring.

78

SPRING JAYLON ALLEN


Spring is fun

Spring is great

Cleaning my yard with my rake

Chill and chill over and over and now I have to wait for summer.

79

SPRING MICHAEL RICHARDSON


Spring is fun, Spring is great, I’m ready to go play with my

classmates, we will play all day, we will play all night, Lets go

celebrate, On top of the hill, Come join us it will be so great, So

lets go celebrate because it is spring break!

80

SPRING BREAK!!!!!! SAMUEL BURRELL


Spring! Spring! Give me a ring I’m going out with a ting

I’m going out to the door then hit the floor spring

Is here were the king someone is about to fuss so lets get on the

bus

Room room voom voom step step I need so help because it

spring

I’m going out with a bling and coming back with a ting.

81

FUN OUT SIDE SHERMAN BENNETT


When I step on a nail the bell started ranging sometimes when I

sweep the floor creek poetry is so nice to me go to sleep some-

times when. I’m riding bikes; I see mice eating small rice.

82

SPRING SHYKIAL MCINTOSH


She is ready for spring,

Holla because it spring,

You’re ready for the bells to ring,

Keep calm and go to the spring fling,

I'll tell you when to sing,

All you can do is wait for the bells to ring,

Listen to the clock-tick-tock-then TING!

83

SPRING XAVIER CHARLESTON


Hands on my head when I go to bed. When I’m angry I turn red.

I don’t have nothing to dread about spring of joy to sing about a

hot wing. During spring I will have

Silent

Peace

Relax

Interfering

Nowhere

Gathering

What can show off like a blinging ring Spring. Spring Spring

Spring.just like a soft shoe string. spring isn’t the same who is

you to blame. This poem is going on the hall of fame about

spring.

84

SPRING FORWARD DEVIN DANIELS


Put away the sweaters

Put away the hats

The weather is getting warmer

Winter is done at last

Buzzzzzz says the bees and

The birds are a'singing

Green leaves sprout on the trees, finally

The school bell'll soon be ringing

Then it will be time for SUMMER.

85

SUMMER TYRONEISHA CHARLESTON JOHN ESSEX HIGH SCHOOL

Summer is time of year

Under the water

Making bubbles

Moving your body

Eating Popsicle and

Running around playing.

86

SPRING KAYLA MCINTOCH


Ya,

Its Spring

The grass is green, the birds are singing

And the sun is shining

Flowers are blooming and days are longer

Well, I gotta go outside and play so good bye.

87

LOVE LAILA COSBY


Love

I love my teacher

My mom and Granddaddy

They help me with work.

They give me hugs and kisses when I am feeling hurt because I

am Laila and I am cool.

88

THE LIBRARY MAKAYLA EDWARDS


The library is cool

You have to follow the rules.

I check out books so I can learn something new.

The color of the book is blue.

89

SUMMER ERICA ROBINSON


Summertime is hot

I love it a lot.

I cook on the pot

It is hot.

I get in the pool to make me cool.

Summer is fun.

I love to play with everyone.

90

MY FAMILY VIRGIL ALLEN


I am the funniest boy in the world.

I swirl and twirl all over the place.

I run with out a trace.

The cat in the hat is my favorite book.

I love books with a hook.

My mom loves me very true and I love her too.

My Dad is very nice he cooked me boil rice.

My sisters are funniest in the world.

They are good girls.

91

EASTER RA’SHELLE IRVINS


Easter is a kind of day to celebrate.

Eggs are dyed different colors.

Flowers are blooming.

It is a good time of day to celebrate.

It’s time to say Happy Easter Day!

We have Easter all because of Jesus!

I hope on Easter it is sunny and I get a chance to see a bunny!

92

MY SISTER MCKENZIE JOHNSON


My sister is going to be sweet as she can be.

Every day I tell her she is sweet.

My very cute girl is the best in the whole wide world.

In the future we are going to get along. When she is gone to my

dad house I will sing about here in my song.

She was born in October.

Toys for her are 3 months and over!

When she wakes all the crying make is loud!

When she smiles; I always smile and she smile and always stare

for a while.

93

FAMILY MATTHEW WITHERSPOON JOHN ESSEX HIGH SCHOOL

My Family is nicest thing that has happen to me.

They love me more than a love bug.

I love them just as much as they love me.

There like angels to me.

94

CHRISTAMAS RAEKHIA MERRIWEATHER JOHN ESSEX HIGH SCHOOL

Christmas is fun because I like to play and run. When Christmas

comes I jump out of my bed. I play with my toys and make lots

of noise.

95

THE BEST IS YET TO COME BEONCIA SHARP

JOHN ESSEX HIGH SCHOOL MEDIA SPECIALIST

NOW is not the TIME to be DISCOURAGED!

Don’t be Blinded by Your SITUATIONS in LIFE.

Don’t LOSE your CONFIDENCE SHAKE it Off!

YOU are on HIS SCHEDULE …

You are PRE-DESTINED to come out on TOP!

The Best IS YET TO COME!!!!!!!!!

SOONER OR LATER THINGS ARE GOING TO CHANGE!!!

96

MY FAVORITE THING KANEISHA HOLLOWAY


I love to listen to music

I dance and I sing

It calms my nerves

That’s why it’s my favorite thing

97

SPRING PAIGE WILLIAMS


Spring is my favorite time of year

The flowers blooming give me cheer

The colors are vivid and bright

It makes it difficult for me to sleep at night

98

I AM LEGOLAS ADRIANNA GRAMELSPACHER


I am Legolas

Brave and smart

I shoot my bow and arow

With great accuracy

I am Legolas

The true elf

When I go a quest

I pick ome team

And that is my team

When I start something

I finish it

I am Legolas the finisher

99

BOOKS MARY ROBERTS


Books open to success Books go places that you have never been They never end

Love books and cherish them Books have love Cherish them And go many places with them

100

EASTER BRIANNA DANIELS


I love Easter

Yes I do

I get to find eggs

And eat them too

101

BLACK HISTORY MIA DANIELS


Black History is a time to reflect.

On those who paved the way.

It shouldn’t just be celebrated in February,

But every single day

102

SUMMER CHRISTIAN WILLIAMS


I love summer

I don’t have to go to school

No assignments are due

And there are no broken rules

103

SPRING BREAK JAMAR MCCOY


I’m going to spend my spring break

With family and friends

Talking and laughing

Will never end

104

WHAT’S UP!!! TYRIK DANIELS


What’ up world

It’s your boy Tyrik

And I’m so happy

That March 25th is Spring Break week

105

COOL TIMOTHY THURMAN


I love this time of year

I’ll soon be out of school

To spend my summer anyway I want

Hey what can I say, but cool!!!

106

TREE HOUSE MARY K LONG


I live in a tree house

And have a stuffed animal mouse

It squeaks when you squeeze

I squeeze when I please

And it's in the land of Trouse

The tree house's leaves are pink

If you look too long you blink

By them fairies live

My favorite one is Bliv

And at me she will always wink

When you climb the trunk of the tree

Those fairies will always lift thee

When you get to the top

The mouse makes you stop

And to squeeze it you agree

107

A SPECIAL PLACE IN MY HEART SHAUN BENNETT

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

For the countless mother’ days

You have kept my silly gifts

That I made you when I was in the second grade.

You deserve roses but you always accepted weeds.

You loved my silly gifts because they came

From my heart

And you have a special place in my heart.

108

WE’RE THE BEST UNKNOWN


We’re the best

On us you can depend

There are six girls and five boys

That equals ten

109

THERE’S NO CRYING IN FOURTH GRADE KAREN JONES


When you enter Room 4

Leave the crying out the door

You have to be tough, show ‘em how you’re made

That’s why there’s no crying in fourth grade

110

SWEET HOME TO OLD ALABAMA JONATHAN HOLLIS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Sweet home to old Alabama

Where it’s more peaceful than many states.

I love Alabama because it’s a place where I was raised.

It’s a place where people can visit time to time with not much to

worry about.


Where it’s more unique than many other states.

Alabama is a place where living does not hurt your pockets.


Where it’s more religious than many states.

On almost every corner you can find some church that suits your

purpose.

Alabama has religious universities that encompass the state.

Whether you choose to stay or not.

Alabama is an original state.

111

THEY TELL ME TO BE RACHEL BRADFORD


They tell me to be a dog, trying to catch its tail.

I tell them I am a cat, catching mice.

They tell me to be a vine, twisting and turning.

I tell them I am a tree, growing tall and straight.

They tell me to be a car, zooming down the highway.

I tell them I am a train, going down the tracks.

They tell me to be a skyscraper, standing tall.

I tell them I am a barn, housing animals.

They tell me to be an ocean, salty and deep.

I tell them I am a stream, shallow and fresh.

112

SCHOOL MORNINGS LAMESHIA HUNT


It starts with my alarm clock going off

Then me hitting my snooze button

The shower awaits me

Rushing, hot, soothing water beating down on my body

Getting dressed is the difficult part

Finding a shirt and pants too

On the way to the kitchen to grab a snack

I grab my shoes and belt too

Mama is fussing saying don’t be late

I need a snack first before I go

Maybe chips and a drink

Or fruit and a drink

Who am I kidding I hate shakes

Running out the door trying not to fall

My dog barks as I enter the car

At the stop sign I look left and right

Checking for oncoming traffic

Now I’m swerving in and out of lanes

Trying to catch the bell before it rings

Running through the crowd trying to get to class

As the bell rings I take my seat

Out of breath, I let out a *sigh*

Whooooo!

113

THEY TELL ME TO BE ROMAN BEVERLY


They tell me to be lion, roaring very loud.

I tell them I am a rattle snake, hissing on the ground.

They tell me to be a dandelion, as quiet as can be.

I tell them I am a sunflower sitting there so very prettily.

They tell me to be an ocean, roaring and loud.

I tell them I am a lake, relaxing and non-wild.

They tell me to be a horse, exciting and rough.

I say I am a bus, boring and stuffed.

They tell me I am a fish, swimming in the ocean.

I say I am a colt, running with the horses.

They tell me to be pencils, getting stuffed with lead.

I say I am crayons, drawing on my colorful pallet.

114

ABNORMAL DAY TORLIQUIA WILSON


Depression Hurts

Yes this is true

It will have you in the dumps

All black and blue

It would do me no good to tell you how I feel

No one ever listens

That is just how it is

If only I could make a simple change

Oh how my day would never be the same

My heart feels cold

Frustration is rising

The blood is boiling

My anger is surprising

All sad and moody

My mood is like Sloppy Joes

All sloppy and droopy

Depression Hurts

Yes this is true

You would never understand

Until it happens to you

115

SPRING ANNA STIFFLEMIRE


Springtime is in the air

Springtime, it’s everywhere

It is in the flowers swaying in the breeze

In the yellow pollen raining from the trees

Spring is in the grass, now turning green

It is in the excitement from the bee who is queen

Spring is in the children’s laughter playing at the park

It is in the stain on fingers left by the strawberry mark

In the swing of the batter’s bat as it cuts through the air

Spring is in the chalk drawn for four square

It is at the beach on the shore

Spring is in the sunbather’s soft snore

Spring dances to the sound of the waves churning

It is in the sting of the sun burning

Springtime, it is here at last

Springtime is a blast

116

PEPPERS! TAMERA CAVES


Red, yellow, or green

Flames on your tongue can’t be seen.

They make your mouth really hot

Cooling it down, you cannot.

They are bursting with flavor

A taste that you want to savor.

They are Hot! Hot! Hot!

You’ll want them a lot.

Make your tongue sweat

Jump up and fret.

The furious heat

Will make you stand to your feet.

Jalapeno, Cayenne, or Bell

Give flavor to food so well.

Delivers taste, like it’s sent in the mail.

117

I AM? TOMMY CAVES


I am Round.

I go way up high.

They shoot me from far off.

I am shot off the glass soft.

I am round.

I bounce high.

When I miss,

The crowd wants to cry,

But they love it when I go swish!

I am round.

I get grabbed off the rebound.

The teams keep me inbounds.

I am loose when a player gets a hard foul.

I am dribbled for about an hour.

118

SENIORS TRAVARUS DAVIS


It’s so hard to believe

That it’s already 2013

It all went by so fast

But there’s no time to look on the past

We have our future

To look forward to

We will be together these last few days

Then we will head our separate ways

We have been through it all, good times and bad

One thing’s for sure I will never forget the ups and downs we

had

Graduation is nearly here

But there’s no reason to be in fear

We have made it this far

Now it’s time to shoot for the stars

I can’t promise you, you will succeed

But if you believe you will achieve

One thing is for sure, I will never forget the days

I spent with my classmates

119

USELESS THINGS JORDAN HOLLINS


A shoe without strings

A fly without wings

Candy without sugar

A nose without boogers

A hat without a whole

A flag without a pole

A book without pages

Cancer without stages

Life without air

A dog without hair

A teenager without attitude

A preacher without gratitude

An anchor without a ship

A face without lips

A picture without a frame

A new born baby without a name

A knife without a blade

Killing ants without raid

Earth without the sun

A hamburger without a bun

A flower without a stem

A tree without a limb

Rubber without a bend

Life without an end

120

THEY TELL ME TO BE ZA’MIYAH WHITE


They tell me to be a cheetah, running quickly.

I tell them I am a lion, the king of the jungle.

They tell me to be a daisy, shining bright.

I tell them I am a lily, a flower that is wonderful.

They tell me to be a lake, the fresh a body of water.

I tell them I am a pond, a small body of water.

They tell me to be a car, I am fast as a horse.

I tell them I am a truck, pulling a 3-ton tree.

They tell me to be a notebook, ready to be written in.

I tell them I am a ruler, ready to be measured.

121

WHO AM I TO BE? MOLIQUIA WILSON


Who am I to be

if I am the success of a black woman?

Am I the woman who hides behind her color, or am I the young

black woman with African traits?

Am I the young woman who descended from those of the Afri-

can tribes?

The one who runs with the wild, hunts for clarity and peace?

Who am I to be if I wear my pants inside out or wear my toes

and nails in vibrant colors?

Am I that young woman who everyone frets and fears?

No. I am a young woman who was conceived to the parents who

no longer agree.

I am the child of a queen, the sister of a princess, and a daugh-

ter of a man who has failed many times.

Who am I to be if I say that I have once failed or if I am the suc-

cess of a black woman.

Am I the woman who hides behind her color, or am I the young

black woman with African traits?

I am a young black woman with the beauty and traits to those

whom are discombobulated.

Who am I to be?

122

RED SUN JESSIE LUDLOW

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

When the dawn breaks

The red sun rises

Over the deep blue sea

Sailors take fright

The pirates will fight

The seas are a battle ground

Greed they fight for

Justice is a lie

Sailors will die

In the honor of the King

Pirates will hang

When the red sun rises

Remember them not

Only weeping wives

To honor them


Greed will win

No man to survive

Her poison


123

SPIRIT WARRIOR JESSIE LUDLOW

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Lay me down in my mother’s earth

My heart no long beats

But my spirit soars

Carried on the eagle’s wings

My spirit leaves my mother’s earth

To join my mother’s heart

I am no longer of my mother’s earth

But of her Spirit

Here I watch over my people

Here I will protect my people

I will ride on the Eagle’s wings

Capturing their prayers

To take to my mother’s heart

124

BIG TALL JOHN JOAN OWENS

THOMASVILLE, AL

Big Tall John

That’s what they all call him.

He had them ole lil bitted ole eyes.

You couldn’t found a man around his statue or size.

He stood at 71/2 feet tall,

Weighed 300 pounds.

Big muscles in his long arms.

They were rounded and looked like a baseball.

Folks, that’s not all.

Just listen up folks while I finish tellin it all.

He had a wife and some children who looked like some of yawl.

Big Tall John

He had big ole giant feet.

Oh Boy, could he eat!

For breakfast he ate ten biscuits,

Ten or twelve pieces of bacon,

Six scramble eggs.

He would put a gallon of sugar cane syrup on the table, too

To eat with his biscuits.

125

BIG TALL JOHN (Cont. from page 124)

Big Tall John could eat ‘cause he was able.

That sugar cane syrup was so thicken.

It would take two or three biscuits just to absorb it all up.

And that’s no joke.

He would rinse all that food down with a gallon of

cold buttermilk before you could count to three.

After that, Big Tall John was gooden ready for the day.

He had time to waste during chores like feeding the chickens,

Slopping the hogs,

Cutting down trees,

And hauling them ole logs.

It was just by luck he made it through each day and did not stum-

ble, trip nor fall.

I would need more time and space folks just to tell it all.

126

THE CHARACTER KELSEY WESTBROOK

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

She has many personalities. She is pretty much always very silly,

funny, and hyperactive, but knows when it's time for her to be

serious and act her age. She very seldom gets mad, and when she

does, it's not for very long. She thinks being popular and hatred

are highly over rated. She is almost always cheerful and happy.

She is very loud and obnoxious at times. She loves to sing,

dance, and act. She sings whenever she gets the chance, and al-

ways has her mp3 player with her. She can be irritating, but is

also lovable and caring. She likes to impersonate things like

movies and shows, or even a family member or a friend. She has

a fraternal twin and they are... pretty much the opposite of each

other... like day and night. She is often described as nocturnal

because she stays up all night and tries to sleep all day. She is

also described as a free-spirit and care-free... Mainly because she

doesn't seem to let anything bother her too much. She is very

short... 5'1 to be exact, and she wonders if that'll ever change.

She can be very sweet and very stubborn at the same time. She

feels everything so deeply and doesn't like change very much.

She just discovered that she is a HUGE romantic, and loves ro-

mance movies. She doesn’t like to read very much, but the only

books that she will read are the books from The Twilight Saga.

She is very weird, clumsy, and unique.

127

THE CHARACTER (Cont. from page 126)

She's a rebel in some ways. She doesn't care what people think of

her. If you like her, then yay; If not, oh well... She can’t please

everybody. She talks a lot and people say she doesn't know how

or when to shut up, but the truth is... She does, she just chooses

not to. She doesn't like for people to see her cry, so she holds it

in until she's alone. She entertains people by being herself, which

is very exciting because you'll never know what she's going to

do. She cries when she gets mad, sad or happy... like most peo-

ple. She's embarrassed about this, but she literally growls when

she gets irritated, annoyed, or as she says, “Irked”. She loves

food. She has a strong bond with her family members and tries to

keep them as close as possible. She doesn't have many friends,

but has a lot of acquaintances. Most of her friends live out of

state, and she has a reason for this... the reason is because she

doesn't like to lose people, so she tries not to get too close to peo-

ple so it won’t hurt her as much when they leave. As you can

probably tell by now, she's very sensitive, but she’s also never

felt stronger simply because she’s had to go through death, loss,

and pain so many times, but she’s gotten through every single

one of them… alone, and with the help of her friends and family.

She sees everyone as being the color red, which means, she does-

n't judge people by their appearances, but by their attitudes and

personalities, which she thinks is a person’s best quality. She is,

in fact, one of a kind, and she is definitely a character. Are you?

128

A FIRST ENCOUNTER SONYA JACKSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I had an encounter with a man

He was very gentle in holding my hand

He caught a glimpse of my eyes

Oh dear he caught me by surprise

He was very weird in all his ways

To figure him out took some days

The clothes he wore was dark as night

To look upon him was such a sight

He wore a big black rough round hat

On his back was like that of a cat

He was very fearful to look upon

I could go on and on and on

A first encounter with a man

Who had save something in a can

Holding the can close to his heart

Writing something on a chart

A homeless man I gather was he

While bending bowing down on his knee

It looks as though he was praying to God

But then in his hand was an I-pod

129

THE YELLOW TEN SPEED BRADY BENNETT

THOMASVILLE, AL

Grandma Lina got it for Christmas with a plan in mind

To teach me a lesson that would help me in time.

The bike was shinny, bright and cool

Just for me but it had some rules

From Monday till Saturday it would be locked up

Later finding out it was just to ride to church

She gave me a dollar to pay in service

But the store on the way made me so nervous

With a dollar in my pocket and candy on my mind

This was a lesson that would help me in time

She was saying unto me, “Put God first in all you do and the

things you need will be added unto you”.

Thanks Grandma Lina for all the lessons!

It was all about God blessings.

Matthew 6:33

130

PARK VANIYA MOORE


I WAS IN THE PARK

THE BIRDS WERE CHIRPING

I SAW SQUIRRELS COLLECTING NUTS

AND BEES BUZZING

IN THE PARK

131

MY BROTHER JEREMY WATSON

MONROEVILLE ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

My brother likes basketball. He plays for the Tigers.

He can play like a fighter.

He is 18, and he can dunk.

When he shoots free throws, they get sunk.

He can shoot 2”s, and he can shoot 3’s.

Sometimes, he plays basketball with me.

132

RACING KELVEONTA KNIGHT


My race truck is fast.

It uses a lot of gas.

It is red and gray.

I race it every day.

It has big tires in the back.

It burns out like a smoke stack.

133

MY SPIDER-MAN DEREK CORBIN


My Spider-man has two webs and talks.

It can stand on its own, but it cannot walk.

It has yellow eyes and it has a zipline.

It is the New Amazing Spider-man, and it is all mine!

134

CARS DEVIN ODOMS


I like race cars.

My race car has a star.

I like my race car’s sound-it is loud.

Of my race car, I am proud.

Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose.

That represents the red, white, and blue.

135

MY COUSIN TYLER WOMACK


My cousin is a boy,

He plays with toys.

He is only one,

But he is still fun.

He rolls over for me to see.

He is a nice fellow to me.

136

HELLO KITTY MALAYIA CASTOPHNEY


I love Hello Kitty.

She is itty.

She is pretty.

She has a pink bow.

I know so.

I will have a Hello Kitty cake

That somebody will make.

137

PRINCESSES SHAKIYA RICHARDSON


Princesses wear dresses and like to dancey.

They look fancy.

They have a prince who is their brother.

Some of them have a mother.

They are beautiful to see.

They are wonderful to me.

138

I HAVE A CAT MIKAYLA EDWARDS


I have a cat.

She chases the gnat

She sleeps on a mat.

She is a funny cat.

She is playful, but sometimes not.

She likes me a lot.

139

MY BROTHER JAKADEN PREYEAR


He is funny.

He like money.

He likes sports.

He goes on the court.

His name is Al’montae.

He is a star every day

140

MOM VICTORIA LOVE


My mom works.

My mom wears a skirt.

She is pretty.

My mom is nice to me.

My mom’s got a car.

She is a star.

141

MY DAD LEE BARLOW


My dad writes country songs.

He has a good tone.

He is funny.

He gave me a bunny.

He likes golf games.

He always entertains.

My dad is the best.

He is better than the rest.

142

MOM KADE DEES


Her name is Wendy-she is pretty.

She is a math teacher, and she is witty.

She teaches at ASCC

She is very special to me.

March 10th is her birthday and mine.

She love me all the time.

143

MY TEACHER SHERIDAN SALTER


She is awesome. I love her so.

I love her shirt, and her bracelet glows.

And I love the pants, girl.

She is the best teacher in the world.

144

PET DOG SAVANNAH OLIVER


My dog is playful. His name is Pedro.

He has big claws on his toes.

His is pretty, and he smells.

When he is happy he wags his tail.

145

CARS RASHARD COLLINS


Cars are fast.

Some cars are blue.

I love cars.

Do you too?

Some cars are yellow.

Cars have four wheels.

Some cars are gray.

Some go up hills.

146

MY DOG KENA MCPHERSON


My dog is four.

He wets the floor.

He is black.

He does not like rats.

He stays outside.

We take him on rides.

His name is Jango.

He likes to tango.

He is boney.

He likes Ponies.

My dog is cute.

He likes to root.

147

PLEASE HEAR ME AS I SAY PASHAFFA CROOK

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Please hear me as I say

I struggle day by day

Life is hard

The only one I can call on is the lord.

He is the only one that can feel my pain.

He is my shelter in the rain.

No one really cares

I know the man above will always be there

He brought me to and through rough situations

Prayer is the tool I use to solve life’s equations.

148

SPRING HEIDI MINCHEW

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Winter has left us,

With March winds blowing around,

And spring showers fall.

149

GOD DALLAS SCRUGGS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Who knows where life will lead

Is God real?

Let me plant a seed

He created the heavens and the earth

He send His Son through a virgin birth.

Look at the beauty in the land

Allow God to give you a helping hand.

God is REAL.

150

THE PERFECT NIGHT CASEY WALKER

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Get to the woods and cut out the lights

Getting ready for one heck of a night

Rat struck first don’t speak to soon

He is hot on the trail of that ol’ boar coon

Get to the tree and what a lovely sight

The coon is in the top ready to fight

Knock him out for Rat to get a taste

Him and the coon meet face to face

Get back home and put Rat in his pin

He know that tomorrow night we will do it again

151

CONFESSIONS DARYL HENDERSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

In the dawn of the day your beauty is none the less

Like how I imagined you in your Easter Sunday Dress

We have had lots of times good and bad

I hate to admit but I’m responsible for the sad

Our bad days sometime run long

But doing the good days nothing goes wrong

Looking ahead I know what I want in life

I am waiting for the day to make you my wif

152

NICOLE BLAIR BROUGHTON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Nicole is with the angels

In heaven far above

Can she still here me cry?

Only a year has passed since she has been gone

Loneliness wraps itself around me

Even though she is in my heart.

153

THE BEGINNING OF ACTIONS SHANIQUEWA JONES ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Yes at times somethings make me cry,

and things will definitely make me sigh.

If you knew how I really feel about you,

You would understand the things I do.

This all started when you came and said Hi.

154

THE HUNT HUNTER LEWIS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Sounding of the alarm clock,

I’m up and headed to greet nature.

The warm spring air hits my face.

Waiting patiently, I listen for that sound that makes the hair on

the back of my neck

Stand.

Suddenly a turkey gobbles answers with a loud, bone-chilling

gobble.

My heart is racing rapidly.

I take out my mouth call and give him a soft yelp.

He gobbles.

It’s game on!

A few minutes pass and no sign of the wise, old gobbler.

All of sudden, I can hear the drumming of his wings.

I finally see him closing the distance,

155

THE HUNT (Cont. from page 154)

My heart feels as if it is coming out of my chest.

I quietly click off the safety and aim at this majestic figure.

I cut at him one more time.

He sticks up his head…

Boom!

It is all over!

At that very moment I wish I could replay the morning all over

again!

156

RIDDLE SAMANTHA FRYE

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Whatever it is, it must have

the listening secrets

of falling rain.

Two strings, one pierced cry,

here and there in the searing beam

that is like the twilight sound

coming over the hills, American singing

beneath its canopy of poisoned air.

The tongue even lies to itself

like a saint dying upside down,

in a land of shadow,

spread eagled on the soaking earth

that weeps light and rain.

The surfs of the body

are mating in the unopened crown of a Shasta daisy

rolling away in the wind.

157

RIDDLE


Lines used from the following poems:

Louis Simpson “ American Poetry”

Gwendolyn Brooks “To Black Women

Robert Creely “The Rain

Rita Dove “Variation on Pain

James Dickey “Deer Among Cattle”

Donald Justice “Men at Forty”

Galway Kinnell “Vapor trail Reflected in the Frog Pond”

Carolyn Kizer” The Gulf War”

Yusef Komunyaka “The tongue is”

Li-Young Lee “My Indigo”

Denise Levertov “Stele (I-IIc b.c.)”

John Logan “Spring of the Thief”

Maureen Seaton “ Swan Lake”

Robert Bly “Looking into space”

Robert Hass “ from Dragonflies Mating”

David Ignatow “The Bagel”

158

DONE FIGHTING EMILY SWIFT

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I’ve done this act a time or two, a rhyme for few, a rhyme for

you

So how do you do the things you do? You ask.

Well, you see, it’s not that hard to be me

Indulge in and devour lies of the obsolete

Believe… that’s what they say, I pray.

Have a little faith… they say, I pray.

Your Holiness have mercy on me because you see… God, It’s

me, Emily.

Your slithering, never ending, cunning, cumbersome, insidious

mess

Of dense deceitful distress

Relentless in my ways

And they say I’m still saved…

I pray? Do I pray? Is that the only way?

So I’ll just say…

It’s not that hard to be me…

Ding Ding

My time in the ring…

Well, you heard it. I know you heard it.

159

CONFOUND DREAM EMILY SWIFT

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

A coquet having a contiguous colloquy with me

while I am

hoping… tht coalescence will commerce

with this clandestine crony…

Oh! But the constraint that taints credulously

my confound dreams…

though it seems…

theses dreams…

consummate…

I’ve now become irate

This was not our fate… my dear confrere

Since you conferred

with another…

our coterie can no longer be.

And this crescendo tempts me to leap out this window…

for now you are but a ghost

that haunts, taunts, and flaunts…

your ring to me.

I bet soon you’ll be free from this comely comity… you’ll see.

160

LETTERS FROM MOM EMILY SWIFT

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Here I am to deliver

this condemning letter

that came from your mother

who seems to be an incapable lover

she remains a hypocritical lover

only to cover he jejune life even further

she is not an arbitrator; she is an arbiter

the epitome of hugger-mugger; life sucker

always making herself look nice like a healer…

forgiver

inspirer

insurer

forever…

realistically, she’s a dagger back stabber

a hyper hider sniper

a bitter eager bragger with no benefactor

an ignorant debater who has no advisor

and it all begins to smother

‘cause she’s now a familiar borer

torturer

hijacker

shunner

Jawbreaker and salt shaker…er

Right into the aperture

Love…er,

Your mother

161

TEACHER KAYLA JORDAN

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

There once was a teacher,

who lived under the bleachers.

He only had one pair of sneakers,

but he was the coolest teacher.

He never gave a test,

that is why he was the best.

He just sat under the bleachers,

And tried to be a fun teacher.

He taught us about life;

with him there was no strife.

He never gave a dirty look.

He will always be number one in my book.

162

LET ME STAY SCARLETT SALTER

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Twelve weeks have gone by,

And all you do is cry.

You need to be strong,

So that nothing will go wrong.

I wasn’t mistaken,

I am a blessing in the making.

The Lord says that I am meant to be,

If you just wait, you will agree.

It won’t be long until I am born,

Just keep me in here where it is warm.

Trust in God he will find a way.

Just please mommy, let me stay.

I am now entering into the Pearly Gates,

Because you could not seem to wait.

Jesus now holds me in his hands,

because I was not part of your life’s plan,

I will still love you mommy, and one day I will see you again.

163

SPRING BREAK LAUREN ANDERSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Sun shining bright

In the deep blue sea

The cruise to Jamaica

Just you and me.

Laying out on the deck Hoping for a tan

Trying not to burn

Like a Jamaican Man

Meeting new people

Every turn I make

Having so much fun

On this beautiful day

Here in Jamaica

Seeing new sights

All the different people

Just enjoying their life

Praying for a safe trip

Round and Round

All the way back home

To my home town

164

MATH KELSEY LEDKINS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Math oh math oh where do I begin?

The adding subtraction, it all makes my head spin.

The long hours of study just trying to find a hope

That one day math will come easy, but boy that’s a joke.

The multiplying and dividing of numbers and letters

Who in the world would have thought of putting those two to-

gether?

Slope and lines they are intertwine

But how I wish they wouldn’t get in such a bind.

Graphs and charts are easier to read

We should all at least pass with a C.

The teacher grading papers from their desk

The comments they make, make me think I failed the test.

But do not get me started on the warm ups we take

They make me want to sit there and shake.

165

MATH

( Cont. from page 164)

They make me want to sit there and shake.

But then when I see the fractions on the sheet

It makes me want to find a way to cheat.

Mean, median, mode and range

How I wish math would never change.

Geometry is not any fun.

The shapes and lines make me want to run.

But Pythagorean theorem I can handle that

It’s almost as easy as swinging a bat.

Math can sometimes be fun when the teacher is teaching

Until I fail a test and then it feels like I’m getting a beating

But now I am done

Math is number one.

166

HAPPENINGS DOMINIQUE STALLWORTH

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

There comes a moment in your life when you decide to change

Whether it be for better or for worse

Change is something we cannot hide from

Change is eminent.

No matter how young or old

We all have a story to tell

The things that happen to us that provoke a change

Some stories are tragic,

Some stories are heroic.

Some things that happen to us make our emotions run wild.

Then we begin to judge, but I would always say

“Unless my happenings happened to you, judging me is some-

thing you do not have the

authority to do”.

167

LIFE KADERECK RANKINS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Be yourself, forget the rest,

Don’t give up until your good is better that your best.

Dream bigger than stars above, always have a strong mentality.

Accomplish your goals, make them a reality,

Education is the key, It’s all up to you,

A College Degree, is something you should pursue!

168

MY LOVE COREY MCMILLIAM

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Looking at her from afar

She shines bright like a star,

I think about her throughout the day

My love for her words can’t explain,

When I hold her in my arms

I gaze into her eyes with a charm,

I hold her like I will never let go

She tells me her love for me I will never know

When we separate its gets dark,

When we reunite she gives me spark,

I cannot picture like without her, I hope we stay together

for

forever.

169

A BRIGHT SUNNY DAY JAMERO EAGER

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I have a hat for shade

I stay on the porch just to keep cool

Kids play different games

With all different rules

Same games from back in the day

The ones I use to play

Only thing needed is a bright sunny day

170

TORTURE NATALIE QUIJSEN

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Some things change,

While others remain

But some shall never be the same

I thought this would work

But you kept my heart

And ripped it apart

I loved you so

even though

you weren’t with the flow

you kept and tortured me

from the inside out

but all we know is there’s no doubt

that there’s an ending of this curse

so I think I’ll rid you

but I know you’ll come back through

days pass by

and you’ll be sitting there

watching me cry.

171

WRITER’S BLOCK BLAKE CHILDS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

What to say that hasn’t been said, words complied to

serve a purpose

Looking for resources inside my head, without meaning my

words will be worthless

Creativity eludes me as I sit alone, even the silence distracts

Drumming with pencils on a desk, this is how I react

I think of a line that seems to be clever; and then I jot it down

I read it over but then however; my proud smirk turns into a

frown

I look at the clock and it looks back, signaling with its hands a

warning

Motivation I now lack, why didn’t I write this this morning

I begin to lose hope and forfeit and declare procrastination the

victor

But then finally a thought hit although I wish it would have been

quicker

If I wrote about not being able to write, would they think I’d

flipped my lid

Without any other options in sight, that’s exactly what I did.

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MY FAVORITE BERRY KELCIE PERKINS


My favorite berry a cherry

It is red like a boy name Fred

It is soft like a chair and my hair

It smells like a breeze but

Not my sneeze

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SPRING BREAK MARY CATE HEREFORD ALABAMA SOUTHERN

For Spring Break, PC that’s where you want to be

Of course I, MaryCate Hereford, was there dressed like a surfer

Although it was cold the first few days, to have fun we found

our ways

Paid $25 to hear Juicy J, It was so packed, there were so many

people in our way

Eventually this fun week came to an end, it was back to reality

for me and my friends

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DREAMS JESSICA PARNELL

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

In a world filled with sorrow

It is said look for tomorrow,

And in it you will find

Someone you thought was left behind.

It’s a little girl that was so very shy And

Now she has grown, And reaches for

the sky.

The sky has no limits Of

that she is told, So now she

has reached And found her

gold!

Her gold is her life And that

makes her smile, For when

she is happy Her life is

worthwhile.

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SIMPLY PUT CHARA REEVES

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

It was like yesterday

When I Looked Out The Window

And wanted To Play

Kids All Running Around

But Mommy Had Had a Long Day

No One To Watch Me

Or No Place To Go

So I Simply Hopped On The Couch

And in My Journal I Wrote…

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UNCONDITIONAL ARTISHA RUDOLPH

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I confess

I’m a mess

Who deserves to treat you this way?

Piece by piece I’ll undress the things I try to hide

From my only guide

To live this life successfully

Worry Free

Right along with me

Hand in hand

But here I stand

Neglecting thee

But what I have done has disgraced me

Broken me

And all the unnecessary hurt has seeped through the

holes where he would have filled me

But I couldn’t let him be

Oh I asked for trouble I begged for it

I gave it directions to me

I locked my spirit man up so he wouldn’t rescue me

I invited the enemy into my dreams

I let him help me plan my evil schemes

While Jesus was knocking at my door, I did quiet dirty

things

Drove myself to being as weak as a rose petal

And after all of this I hear my father

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UNCONDITIONAL


Weeping crying out to me

I love you even now!

Without you having the smallest thought to turn away

If you ever decide to

I’m here to help you

And then a reconnection a confession a heart to heart

A turning away

And right when I least expected an army of sin has bom-

barded me

Back to my knees again

But he’s holding my hand

To pull push me back up again

Unconditionally forever with me

In every struggle I see

He stands in the gap for me

Just to fight for me

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SWEET SEDUCTION AMY OLIVER

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Sweet seduction you make my body yearn for you. Being in

your sweet seduction makes

my heart tingle, my blood boil. Embrace the sweet seduction.

The way you touch my body,

makes me feel like nothing else matters or even exists, like we

are on our own plane. Your sweet seduction can make me do

just about anything. Your sweet seduction draws me in, it is so

addictive. You make all my worries go away. No matter where

we may be, I still fall to your

sweet seduction. Sweet seduction I give you everything body

and soul. Sweet seduction.

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THINGS I ENJOY MARGARET TAYLOR

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Bright Spring Mornings

The birds singing so gaily

Meeting with BCM members

the joy of sharing time daily

With friends making memories

Warm summer showers

Bringing forth bright flowers

So many blessings

Too numerous to count

Thanks to the giver of all things.

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WHAT BCM MEANS TO ME SYLVIA RUFFIN

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Because Jesus died for us all

Being made to carry our burdens to judgment hall

Because he shed his blood for me

Basically he set our souls free

Christ is the Lord is our Savior

Caring for all with no impartial favor

Christ and God created everyone in his image

Concerned for us all we should pay his homage

Mercy is what Christ shows everyday

Many of us do not mean what we say

My Jesus never slumbers or sleeps

May the love of Christ will we forever keep

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WHAT BCM MEANS TO ME KAY SMALLEY

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

It is comfort foods, like potato soup!

Or, it’s fried chicken from the chicken coup

Please don’t think I come for loaves and fishes

At BCM there are lots of good dishes

I know lunch is the main event for some

But food is not the reason we all come

Now, we all love Jake for his attitude

He always speaks kindly, is never rude

A love for God brings us all together

It matters not, the time or the weather

__________________________________________

BCM is a good ole time

Miss Debbie asked me to make a rhyme

“Bout what BCM means to me

There we learn about eternity

I Love the friends that I have made

I hope their memories will not fade

I treasure each with open heart

I do wish we never had to part

Miss Debbie is so good to all

She wants us all to answer God’s call

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ASCC GILBERTOWN JUANITA LANDRUM

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

The road has been long

But I’ve finally reached my goal.

The friends I’ve made will never grow old,

Because they have reached into my soul.

The faculty has always been there

They never let me feel blue.

Miss Angie is the best

Maybe now she can take a rest.

Mr Turner he’s so cool

Even when he makes you feel like a fool

Miss Debbie always leads the pack

She never let me look back

My time at ASCC has been the best

Now it’s time I take a rest.

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BAPTIST CAMPUS MINISTRY DEBBIE JIMERSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN FACULTY

I was baptized reading what the Bible taught,

The glory of Heaven and the miracles Jesus had brought.

Sunday School, Choir and Vacation Bible School

These were my summer lessons and the greatest tool

Through the years I have trusted in God’s grace to prevail

I suffered trials, tribulations and the death veil.

Although life has taken me far from this security ,

I never ventured far from the Baptist simplicity

We are all saved by God’s grace and one big family

He brought us to this present BCM calamity

We meet weekly bonding for life

Forming morals and virtues from our strife

No greater gift, not sliver nor gold

Could BCM and Heaven hold

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MT PLEASANT BAPTIST CHURCH JESSE PACE

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

My mother took me to this church all my life

Mt Pleasant Baptist Church carried me through my strife.

I raised my children with these rules

Bonding forever God’s Golden rule

When storms and trials come my way

I call upon the Lord and his blessing each day

This church is my rock and my salvation

The same rock Peter claimed was our salvation

This church is my home in Womack Hill

It is God’s light standing on a hill

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MATH AMY HUDSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

Letters and numbers do not mix well at all

Sometimes they make you want to hit a wall

But after you learn to use your brain

You will see just how much you gain

Multiplying and Dividing may not seem so fun

Just put it in your calculator and you are all done

Fractions and Decimals may seem real hard

After you get the hang of it you will be on guard

There is only one key to factoring that you might need

Tic Tac would be the chart indeed

When trying to figure out the best place to stop

All you have to do is look at the top

Pie and square roots are brain busters too

But too bad the homework isn't up to you

Teachers might say don't sit around and play

And the ones who do just might have to stay

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CALLA LILY SHANNON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

My Calla Lily has her own scent, style, and poise about her.

She bends in the wind in a different direction than any other

flowers that bloom.

Below the earth, her roots in God and family anchor her so

tightly

That she has withstood controversy and criticism.

Her petal, though soft to the touch is yet strong and resilient.

After the Malawian rain, the sun shines upon her beauty.

She stands erect on her own- adaptable to any condition.

My Beautiful Calla Lily graces the presence of all,

As she dances in the hearts of those who love her most.

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MELODY ASHLEY HOLLINGER

MONROEVILLE

Standing on the roof

While I'm viewing you over here with me Eternity spent looking

for the flowers That drape the sky As I create an eye to look over

and beyond The stars Feelings I get put me back at start Staring

out my window while I listen to the melody Sometimes I feel as

if Frank is speaking right to me Again I dream as I snap back to

myself And I realize I have my health But nothing better than

wealth I decide I want riches Instead of meaningless pictures

throughout my mind To force me to reminisce all those times To

pay it forward Savor moments, until there Are broken keys, bro-

ken glasses and nothing to look forward to

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SPECIAL SECTION

DEBORAH RANKINS TUNSTALL

This special section of poetry is comprised of over 70

poems inspired by the great state of Alabama and a special

exhibit, ALABAMA in the MAKING: Traditional Arts of

People and Place. This exhibit by the Alabama Folklife

Association (AFA) opened for viewing at the Kathryn Tucker

Windham Museum on the Alabama Southern Community Col-

lege campus from February 1, 2013 through March 15, 2013.

Alabama in the Making is a traveling exhibit and an

innovative effort to present AFA research collections from the

Smithsonian Project and Alabama Community Scholars

Institutes 2004, 2006, and 2008. The collections are photo-

graphs, audio interviews, and videos. Using iPads, visitors are

able to navigate through these collections and listen to Alabam-

ians tell the stories of their experiences in folk and traditional

arts including foodways, music, occupational folklore, and mate-

rial culture. There are five kiosks, and each one represents a

region of Alabama: Gulf Coast, Southern Appalachians, Wire-

grass, Black Belt, and Tennessee Valley.

According to AFA Executive Director, Mary Allison

Haynie, “This vibrant and colorful exhibit truly expresses the

diverse cultures of Alabama, our unique lifeways, and the rich

heritage of people like us.”

The Kathryn Tucker Windham Museum location was

selected because it honors the legacy of one of Alabama’s great

knowledge bearers, artist, storyteller, and writer, Kathryn Tucker

Windham.

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In celebration of National Poetry Month and to capture

“Alabama lifeways,” submitters were given the opportunity to

express their Alabama experiences in poetry. To capture their

poetic expressions, the popular I AM poem’s name and template

were modified to fit the exhibit’s title and theme. The title, I AM

Alabama In The Making, along with its template, was made

available to those wanting to share their expressions. Turn the

page, and read these expressions. Experience Alabama through

the words of southwest Alabamians of all ages and backgrounds.

Alabama Southern Community College Library System

thanks the Alabama Folklife Association for selecting the

Kathryn Tucker Windham Museum Library as one of its first

year exhibit stops. This artistic cultural endeavor with Alabama

Southern Community College brought forth creative writing

opportunities that may not have taken place. We are honored to

include this special section of poems in the 2013 Anthology of

Poems. Enjoy!

The Alabama in the Making exhibit is made possible by funding from the

National Endowment for the Arts, the National Endowment for the

Humanities, the Alabama State Council on the Arts, and the Alabama

Humanities Foundation.

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” RONALD JACKSON

MONROE COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL

I am Alabama in the Making; proud and blessed.

I wonder how many beautiful things that’s happening next.

I hear cardinals chirping upon the trees.

I see fishs in Alabama river jumping ready to feed.

I want Alabama to unlock jobs with the magical key.


I pretend I was a mockingbird well heard in a favor.

I feel wind through my ears that’s Alabama nature.

I touch the minds at danger.

I worry about the crime and violence.

I cry of upsets in someones hurt dreams.


I understand how Martin Luther King made a change.

I say Alabama have so much more pride to gain.

I dream how Alabama will change soon.

I try to see the future of Alabama.

I hope Alabama will be a better state.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEMETRIUS THOMAS


I am Alabama in the Making big and unique.

I wonder if we will ever fulfill MLK’s dreams.

I hear hummingbirds humming.

I see large pine cones dingling.

I want Alabama to be sweet home breathtaking.


I pretend I can soar high over the courthouse & Little River.

I feel the fresh wind that makes my heart shiver.

I touch the Alabama River Waters, “oh how warm it is.”

I worry if economic stability has passed us by.

I cry when I view our history cause our future is nie.


I understand Alabama is small in size, but large in heart.

I say “Sweet Home Alabama”, never shall we part.

I dream that Alabama will be the great talk of town.

I try so hard to bring people up from down.

I hope for happiness, jobs, and peace.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” J. BETTS


I am Alabama in the Making, young and gifted.

I wonder sometimes will AL become a well-known state.

I hear how country the people talk.

I see nothing but good nature things.

I want Alabama to be a state where people have many options

& choices.


I pretend that I’m out in the wild with squirrels & things.

I feel the beautiful hot sun beaming on my skin.

I touch the beautiful water that flows throughout the state of

AL.

I worry about how long our state will still be stage in a low

class.

I cry sometimes when I come to AL because it feels like home.


I understand the people in AL very well.

I say theres no place like home.

I dream that AL becomes one of the most successful states in

the world.

I try hard to make others accept where they come from.

I hope for more jobs and great opportunities in the state

of AL.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” KIERRA WASHINGTON

MONROEVILLE COUNTY HIGH SCHOOL

I am Alabama in the Making, joyful and exciting.

I wonder can Alabama get any bigger.

I hear people complaining.

I see brave deer crossing streets.

I want Alabama to be a better place.


I pretend I can sing like the red birds in the tall trees.

I feel the cool breeze running through my hair.

I touch the hearts of sad souls.

I worry about life in the future.

I cry every time I watch To Kill A Mockingbird.


I understand Alabama is the sweet home.

I say we never stand alone.

I dream that people will come see how beautiful Alabama is.

I try to help clean the community.

I hope for peace, love and happiness.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” TADARIAN GRAHAM


I am Alabama in the Making ready to rise in life.

I wonder if the world could be one big paradise.

I hear the wind flowing brief through the twilight.

I see Alabama as an opportunity to make it higher in life.

I want Alabama to rise in the future and defiantly take flight.


I pretend I can fly as high as the mountain.

I feel the good spring weather when I’m outside talking.

I touch my family with my ambitious imagination.

I worry will my Alabama peers ever reach their full determina-

tion.

I cry whenever I see the news and Alabama failing.


I understand Alabama in the Making will hopefully get better.

I say “we all can make it if we all work together”.

I dream about my future and how I can change the world.

I try my absolute best not to be unheard.

I hope my Alabama state stay dedicated and continue to fight.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” R.J. BURSON


I am Alabama in the Making proud and free.

I wonder what it was like to time past.

I hear Alabama play.

I see fields and hills.

I want Alabama to be successful still.


I pretend that I am rolling down a back road.

I feel the breeze.

I touch the land.

I worry if it will stay the same.

I cry for the ones I never got to meet.


I understand that somethings will never be.

I say that everything will workout someday.

I dream that I roam my Home Sweet Home.

I try to help this land stand alone.

I hope this state will remember me.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” WAYNE TAITE


I am Alabama in the Making skilled and brave.

I wonder where I will be in 5 years.

I hear tractors roaring.

I see trees falling.

I want Alabama to be a better state.


I pretend everything in life is greed.

I feel good knowing I’m doing better and better in life.

I touch the bark on the tree.

I worry when someone I love is sick.

I cry when I lose someone I love.


I understand that I won’t live forever.

I say nothing’s to hard in life.

I dream that one day I’ll be living the dream in Alabama.

I try to do the best I can in life to make that happen.

I hope I will succeed in life.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” BRAD BARLOW


I am Alabama in the Making smart and kind.

I wonder why I’m so kind.

I hear sweet sounds of crickets singing.

I see old oaks swaying in the wind.

I want Alabama to be nationally equal.


I pretend to be like a might dinosaur.

I feel the piercing winter winds mighty roar.

I touch the bloody ghosts.

I worry about how long my torturous tribulations will last.

I cry when I think about my troubled past.


I understand Alabama is a troubled, yet glorious land,

I say as one we will be destroyed, but united we are indestructi-

ble.

I dream about Alabama being a prosperous land,

I try to be the role model for my baby brother which he de-

serves.

I hope for a prosperous world, and an end of global hunger.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DERRICK ROBBINS


I am Alabama in the Making Quiet and Firm.

I wonder not of what was, but what is yet to come.

I hear the orchestra of cicadas.

I see the sparkle of the morning dew off the old oak.

I want Alabama to stay humble and true.


I pretend I can soar over the evergreens doseruing its beauty.

I feel the spirit of the forest whip past my ears.

I touch my neighbors hearts with kindness and love.

I worry only about how long nature can keep change at bay.

I cry at to my ancestors for guidance.


I understand Alabama has a harsh past, but redeemed by its

youth.

I say that I am proud to be an Alabamian.

I dream that Alabama will continue to stand the test of time.

I try to make a difference in my life and the world around me.

I hope for the enrichment of our southern culture.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” CALEB O. LETT


I am Alabama in the Making courteous and humble.

I wonder why there are no pro football teams in Alabama.

I hear birds singing in the morning.

I see the sun rise over the trees in the morning.

I want Alabama


I pretend that I might wake up on a mountain top.

I feel much more good than bad.

I touch the heavens with good aspirations.

I worry that I might lose focus.

I cry when smoke gets in my eyes from a fire.


I understand how easy it is to be distracted.

I say you should never give up on something unfinished.

I dream of being successful.

I try to better myself also for the sake of others.

I hope to inspire people one day.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” R.J. MCKINLEY


I am Alabama in the Making, strong, free, & getting better.

I wonder if this state will be here forever.

I hear the flowers giving pollen to the bees.

I see the birds flying over me.

I want Alabama to keep getting greater.


I pretend this place shall never go.

I feel the grass will always grow.

I touch my feet on Orange Beach sand.

I worry the economy will no longer stand.

I cry because the crime may never get better.


I understand sometimes we may not know what to do.

I say God will be here to get us through.

I dream Alabama will always be a great place.

I try to think of a solution to eliminate the mistakes.

I hope this state will be here forever.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ASHLEY HOLLINGER


I am Alabama in the Making unique & true.

I wonder if we will forever stay beautiful.

I hear the mourning doves cry.

I see the sunset in the evening.

I want Alabama to blossom into more than it is.


I pretend to be spirit of my former self.

I feel the Alabama breeze blow through my fingers.

I touch the frigid waters of our pure lakes.

I worry that we won’t have our innocence forever.

I cry whenever I think of my late family.


I understand where I come from.

I say I am proud of my ancestors.

I dream to be as successful as my Alabama natives.

I try to strive for my best.

I hope that I will always be proud of my heritage.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DENNIS DAILEY


I am Alabama in the Making, wise and adroit.

I wonder if us natives, know that our state is appealing.

I hear mother nature singing.

I see birds dancing.

I want Alabama to be known as one of the best in the nation.

I am Alabama in the Making wise and adroit.

I pretend that this is paradise.

I feel the sun shining.

I touch the moonlight.

I worry that our communication with each other will decrease.

I cry we do not get the credit we deserve.


I understand that To Kill A Mockingbird is important.

I say the environment is important as well.

I dream that we will be inspiration to others.

I try to remember about the good things in my state.

I hope that we succeed to be better people.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JASMINE BENNETT


I am Alabama in the Making, purified and beautified.

I wonder if I will ever make a change.

I hear the great rivers flow.

I see beautiful camellias grow.

I want Alabama to change its ways.


I pretend to be a bird flying over the great fields.

I feel the cool breeze blow through my hair.

I touch the warm sand.

I worry about nothing.

I cry when I rethink about the past.


I understand that racial slurs will never change.

I say what’s on my mind.

I dream about the days to come.

I try to do my best and accomplish my goals.

I hope for better days.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JERRY RICHARDSON


I am Alabama in the Making, peaceful yet joyous.

I wonder if the world will ever recognize the life we lead.

I hear crickets chirping at night and squirrels during the day.

I see lush pine forests and white-tailed deer.

I want Alabama to be known for being simply creative.


I pretend we have more to show than literature.

I feel my life pulsating with music and wildlife, together.

I touch the flaky bark on the trees.

I worry about agricultural work damaging the forests.

I cry when I think about the journey of my ancestors.


I understand that you have to be a native to understand the bless-

ing.

I say that I am of future of Alabama.

I dream that we will, one day, be understood.

I try to live my life by the example of my elders.

I hope I can be better than they ever were.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” BRANDI WIGGINS


I am Alabama in the Making, dedicated & determined.

I wonder if things in this state will ever change.

I hear the birds chirping & the ducks quacking.

I see the sun shining bright over the hills of Tunnel Springs.

I want Alabama to be the best in the country.


I pretend I can walk on the water at the Gulf Shores Beach.

I feel the wind blowing through my hair every time I blink.

I touch the souls of all my past memories.

I worry about if Alabama will change.

I cry when I think of the people who could’ve helped me.


I understand that life isn’t easy as it seems.

I say dream on Georgia, I know you want to be Alabama.

I dream that Alabama will make a change for the BETTER.

I try not to interfere with the people who live in the state.

I hope for joy & peace in this state because we are all part of

Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JUSTIN LEE


I am Alabama in the Making, leading and achieving.

I wonder if Alabama will ever gain more industries.

I hear the sound of the Alabama Yellow Hammer singing in the

distance.

I see Crimson Tide signs and squirrels playing in the green grass.

I want Alabama to grow in the work force, giving jobs to all of

my fellow people.


I pretend Alabama is a perfect Utopia.

I feel the pride of being born and raised in the Heart of Dixie.

I touch the bark of the southern longleaf pine tree.

I worry about the lack of job crisis in our economy.

I cry when I see murder and crimes our people commit on each

other in cities like Mobile.


I understand that we need change.

I say words of encouragement to our younger generation.

I dream for a better tomorrow in Alabama.

I try my best to make the state a better place one person at a

time.

I hope we will always keep our southern hospitality towards

others.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” AVERY REED


I am Alabama in the Making natural and fair.

I wonder is nature changing the future.

I hear mockingbirds chirping.

I see wooden swings swinging.

I want Alabama to stay the same.


I pretend for perfect Alabama weather.

I feel the old plantation houses.

I touch the Alabama flag.

I worry for the River.

I cry for the homeless.


I understand the lay of the land.

I say Alabama is the best.

I dream of cotton fields.

I try to harvest the land.

I hope for callous hands.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SAMUEL FEASTER


I am Alabama in the Making born and bred.

I wonder what happened to this wonderful state.

I hear so much violence and too much hate.

I see ignorance each and every day.

I want Alabama to not be this way.


I pretend there isn’t hatred and discrimination.

I feel for the children of future generations.

I touch the rubble of the Old Vanity Fair.

I worry that soon no business will be there.

I cry about the Natives, lost and dead.


I understand the potential of this magical land.

I say this place is in the palm of God’s hand.

I dream about Alabama, Home Sweet Home.

I try to imagine how the heards used to roam.

I hope Alabama is safe long after I’m dead.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEMARCUS DAILEY


I am Alabama in the Making focused and dedicated.

I wonder sometimes, if my life will affect my future.

I hear owls whooing.

I see the light to tomorrow’s day.

I want Alabama to be amazed at today’s society.


I pretend that I never know about Alabama’s change.

I feel as if he globe moves the same.

I touch the sky I never look low.

I worry about nothing because my days glow.

I cry sometimes I never pout.


I understand Alabama the state is great.

I say I would never leave the state.

I dream of the day it was no more slave.

I try to take only my spot its Alabama.

I hope to see the state get better.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” WAYLON ROWELL


I am Alabama in the Making proud and bold.

I wonder how many stories of our history could be told.

I hear people say they’re tired of the southern heat and are ready

for the cold.

I see tall oaks being cut and sold.

I want Alabama to beat Auburn so Toomers corner won’t be

rolled.


I pretend I’m a cowboy chasing Red Eagle.

I feel like Moonshine will soon be legal.

I touch the warm orange Bama clay.

I worry that Eddy Lacy won’t be able to play.

I cry never cause that’s what we are told.


I understand the rich Bama pride.

I say Roll Tide.

I dream of fishing in Mobile Bay.

I try to stay in Gulf Shores after May.

I hope stories about me will be told.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEMETRIUS


I am Alabama in the Making, musical and proud.

I wonder what the world would be like without music.

I hear every word they speak of and every beat.

I see myself being wealthy in the future.

I want Alabama to stay to same quite, and full of haters.


I pretend I care, but I really don’t.

I feel that everything I do in life is what I earned.

I touch the hearts of the ones who do care.

I worry about things that is pertaining me.

I cry when I see a huge improvement in myself.


I understand why my self-esteem is so high.

I say what I mean.

I dream about life being full of excitement.

I try to be every little boy, and girl role model.

I hope I live to see another day.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DALTON ROWELL


I am Alabama in the Making quiet and determined.

I wonder where the creeks are making.

I hear a bullfrog croaking a long forgotten song.

I see a future of hard times and sadness.

I want Alabama to rise from this pain.


I pretend to flow with the wind across the Alabama River.

I feel the beginning of a hot long summer drought.

I touch the sky in hope for a better tomorrow.

I worry about the economies downhill spiral.

I cry for help but never heard.


I understand the Bama’s pain.

I say Roll Tide at every game.

I dream Alabama proves me wrong.

I try to help the peoples problems.

I hope for more jobs, loyalty, peace, and life for us Alabamians.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” TREVOR STABLER


I am Alabama in the Making, wild and free.

I wonder how many back roads I can find.

I hear the radio a-blaring.

I see fields full of white cotton.

I want Alabama to keep on keeping on.


I pretend to be a beach bum laying on the beaches of Gulf

Shores.

I feel the warm breezy air against my back.

I touch the sandy beaches under my feet.

I worry when I can’t find enough time in the day.

I cry every time I get to I-65 and realize I’m leaving the Gulf be-

hind.


I understand Auburn still think they have a chance.

I say keep on dreaming.

I dream about Alabama the beautiful.

I try to keep the heritage of our state alive.

I hope our state stays the best state in the U.S.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” A.J. LEE


I am Alabama in the Making, beautiful and determined.

I wonder if Alabama would make more history that’ll change the

world.

I hear crickets and frogs singing to each other at night.

I see mockingbirds and The Mockingbird Tale all ground.

I want Alabama to develop together and become strong.


I pretend I’m a hawk flying high in the sky gliding along with

the winds of the Alabama river.

I feel the beaming hot sun during the summer and the shivering

cold in the winter.

I touch my guardian angel everyday so I can feel safe.

I worry if crimes are going to take over our state.

I cry when the soldiers couldn’t make it back home.


I understand Alabama is different but yet beautiful in each and

every way.

I say we’re together as one.

I dream so big like Martin Luther King Jr.

I try to be a better man day by day.

I hope we come together as one person and not against each

other.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” LEVI


I am Alabama in the Making, bold and courageous.

I wonder if the birds try to make true music.

I hear woodpeckers pecking.

I see pine trees standing tall.

I want Alabama included.


I pretend I am a bulldog run down running through Baintarn

Creek.

I feel the cold breeze blowing across my cheek.

I touch the wind with my fingertips.

I worry about nothing.

I cry about nothing.


I understand the Alabama ways.

I say a lot of things about Alabama.

I dream about Alabama

I try be everything I can be.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” TADERRIS


I am Alabama in the Making, ambitious and hard working.

I wonder if I am something that would make Alabama greater.

I hear haters somewhere talking down about Alabama.

I see the trees five built horses.

I want Alabama to work toward non-violence.


I pretend that Alabama could be a better looking.

I feel the homes could look better.

I touch Alabama up with the county and city and it will be clean.

I worry if Alabama would change if the people would change the

environment.

I cry out to homeless people that would get jobs and make Ala-

bama better.


I understand that Alabama isn’t good to make a home there’s a

job.

I say that God will look over Alabama to make it better.

I dream that Alabama would get some jobs.

I try to get our people together and make a better home town.

I hope that Mexia, Alabama commonly stay as loving and caring

that is.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” D. TAITE


I am Alabama in the Making large and safe.

I wonder do people see the green grass.

I hear dogs barking and people talking.

I see people running.

I want Alabama to shine bright.


I pretend I am a millionaire spending lots of cash.

I feel the rush of the wind hitting my face.

I touch my soul.

I worry about the small things.

I cry sometimes when I feel down and out.


I understand Alabama is a wonderful state to live in.

I say we are all in it to win.

I dream of money.

I try hard to do right.

I hope I have successful life.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” KIYANA MOBLEY


I am Alabama in the Making dedicated and self-motivated.

I wonder about the wars.

I hear beautiful melody performed by the birds.

I see the mayflower.

I want Alabama to be remembered.


I pretend that I can float like the clouds in the sky.

I feel the heavy thunder during the storm.

I touch people hearts.

I worry about my troops in Iraq.

I cry to tears of rain fall.


I understand I was created.

I say that I am a part of one nation.

I dream of unitance.

I try to be Sweet home Alabama.

I hope for peace.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” EVA WILLIAMS


I am Alabama in the Making Silent and intelligent.

I wonder why Alabama is the only state I know where it rains

when its cold.

I hear the snapping of branches and crunching of leaves.

I see the whitetail buck leaping gracefully across the field.

I want Alabama to be seen more than a redneck state.


I pretend I am a leaf drifting thru the autumn breeze.

I feel the embrace of southern hospitality.

I touch the warm fur of my bloodhound.

I worry about how the rest of the U.S. sees Alabama.

I cry when I see how people treat Alabama’s land.


I understand things don’t happen overnight you have to work at

them.

I say work hard for what you want.

I dream of a more beautiful land.

I try to always do the right thing.

I hope for a better tomorrow.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” CHELSEA BETTIS


I am Alabama in the Making silly and quiet.

I wonder how life use to be.

I hear the Mockingbirds singing.

I see birds flying and building their nest.

I want Alabama to be peacefully and full of joy.


I pretend its my world.

I feel the warm summer sun on my skin.

I touch the soft cotton as I lay in its field.

I worry about the safety of the next.

I cry about what our history use to be.


I understand what our history use to be.

I say farewell to this unknown kind.

I dream of the near future in Alabama.

I try to live for the future of Alabama.

I hope for Alabama to become closer.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” CAMARY ANDREWS


I am Alabama in the Making beautiful and intelligent.

I wonder if I will be as important as I really am.

I hear sirens every now and then.

I see the fall beautiful trees blowing in the wind.

I want Alabama to shine bright like a diamond.


I pretend that I can fly all over Alabama to see all the beauty it

holds.

I feel the love people have for me.

I touch the big blue skies looking down on me.

I worry about the people who need help all around.

I cry when the flashbacks of my past come to me.

I am Alabama in the Making beautiful and intelligent

I understand how beautiful I am.

I say Sweet Home Alabama.

I dream about my future and what it brings.

I try to help people in every way I can.

I hope for peace & blessing of jobs to be brung to me.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” NICHOLAS TUBERVILLE


I am Alabama in the Making Loving and enduring.

I wonder what the future holds for Alabama.

I hear Hank Williams singing.

I see the majestic yellow hammer flying through endless blue.

I want Alabama to be the greatest state in the United States.


I pretend I am Harper Lee deep in thought writing my novel.

I feel sunshine on my face, warming me on the inside.

I touch the heritage of my homeland.

I worry about the future of my state.

I cry when people don’t appreciate its beauty.


I understand Alabama is a place of pride in history.

I say Roll Tide!

I dream of doing great things for Alabama.

I try to help Alabama.

I hope to make Alabama greater.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” STEPHEN MOORE


I am Alabama in the Making Laid back and worry free.

I wonder if there’s any better place on earth I’d rather be.

I hear truck pipes rattling and mud flying on 30 mile dirt road.

I see lots of people having fun on the west bank, young and old.

I want Alabama to stay the same and never change.


I pretend I’m on old Fed. 24/7.

I feel as if I’m not in Alabama more like heaven.

I touch numerous amount of white tail blood and gator too.

I worry if I ever moved from Walker Creed Rd. what would I do.

I cry when I think about if I moved to another place.


I understand everyone’s not able to be at Grisselt Creek in the

summer.

I say talk plenty of trash while you’re shooting horseshoes, never

mumble.

I dream of rainy days and less dust.

I try fooling everyone to the big hole at the gravel pit so they can

get stuck.

I hope the next generation can grow up in a state like me.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” HANNAH WATSON


I am Alabama in the Making determined and different.

I wonder how ancestors were treated in the past.

I hear “To Kill a Mockingbird” acted out on the square.

I see the sun shining on the cotton fields.

I want Alabama determined and different.


I pretend I am putting on a musical with the birds.

I feel the spring breeze blowing through my hair.

I touch the dandelions that are scattered on the grass.

I worry that no one thinks about the little things Alabama has to

offer.

I cry when I think about the destruction being done gradually.


I understand that the past is the past.

I say it is beautiful.

I dream about the good things that can happen if we work to-

gether.

I try to do work for my surroundings.

I hope for a spread of peace.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” TATYANA KNIGHT


I am Alabama in the Making quiet and intelligent.

I wonder what people think of me.

I hear crickets outside my window

I see cars riding up and down the road.

I want Alabama to come together and converse.


I pretend I can float on top of a cloud.

I feel the sun beaming on my leg and arm.

I touch the heart of the kids.

I worry about how long we’ll be free.


I understand Alabama is a beautiful place to be.

I say Alabama should all come together.

I dream Alabama will change one day.

I try hard to change for my state.

I hope Alabama become peaceful and get more jobs.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JASMINE KELLY


I am Alabama in the Making strong and beautiful.

I wonder what other people from other states think about Ala-

bama.

I hear the roosters crowing early in the morning.

I see mother birds feeding their babies.

I want Alabama to be known for its beautiful sky and gulf.


I pretend that I can see over the mountains and into the next

state.

I feel the hot blazing sun beaming on me 9 months of the year.

I touch the loved ones graves who passes away over the years.

I worry about how long it took our past to become a present.

I cry when I see our beautiful land tearing apart.


I understand that Alabama isn’t that big but the hearts inside it

doubles its size.

I say behold Alabama the Bold and Beautiful.

I dream we will change people hearts who have animosity on our

state.

I try hard to be a great leader and role model for the young chil-

dren who will step in footprints after we past away.

I hope for peace, love, and happiness for everyone.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” QUENTIN RANKINS


I am Alabama in the Making adventurous and competitive.

I wonder how many more championships we will win.

I hear Mockingbirds chirping.

I see dirt roads.

I want Alabama to still win more championships.


I pretend well I don’t pretend.

I feel there is no other place better.

I touch the pines that grow.

I worry about nothing at all.

I cry when I think of the state’s hardships.


I understand this is the land I am born.

I say I “would” stay here forever.

I dream of no other better place.

I try to represent the state I’m from.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” PARISS RIVERS



I wonder what it’s like to be in this world alone.

I hear melodies from heaven.

I see stars in the sky.

I want Alabama to become a better state.


I pretend to be here alone.

I feel God’s great air.

I touch hearts with warm words.

I worry about the people in need.

I cry when loved ones leave this world cold.


I understand people can’t always have their way.

I say enjoy life and live it to the fullest.

I dream of experiencing many more new things in life.

I try to become an inspiration to more people.

I hope I become an inspiration to more people.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SEDARRION LOCKE


I am Alabama in the Making gifted and talented.

I wonder if it will ever change.

I hear trains rolling by.

I see people riding horses down the street.

I want Alabama to become the best place in the world.


I pretend to see traffic jams.

I feel the cold snow flowing in my face.

I touch the pole of a subway car.

I worry about the future of Alabama.

I cry if Alabama is no longer the beautiful.


I understand that Alabama is beautiful.

I say Alabama is the greatest state in the country.

I dream that Alabama will never change.

I try to make it a better place.

I hope everyone will love Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JUSTIN POINDEXTER


I am Alabama in the Making strong and young.

I wonder how many different animals I can see.

I hear kids running around.

I see kids playing in the grass.

I want Alabama to have a future president.


I pretend Indians are still on top.

I feel they still have influence on the land.

I touch a bald eagle flying through the air.

I worry if they ever crash.

I cry when I see them dead at dawn.


I understand Alabama isn’t the biggest state.

I say that it’s the best in the world.

I dream we will be the best.

I try to help make that true.

I hope for a future president from Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” FAITH NORWOOD


I am Alabama in the Making wise and free.

I wonder about the past of Alabama and its history.

I hear the thunder as it is storming today.

I see dogwood trees blooming everywhere.

I want Alabama to stay beautiful and free.


I pretend I can fly like the birds in Alabama.

I feel the rain as it hits my face.

I touch the hearts of my love ones.

I worry about the future of Alabama.


I understand that life isn’t easy not even Alabama.

I say Alabama is a beautiful place.

I dream to be a registered nurse in Alabama.

I try to be the best that I can.

I hope I will make it through this life.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ARDRETTA MADISON


I am Alabama in the Making amazing and different.

I wonder how Alabama got its form.

I hear the crickets sing their songs at night.

I see the dandelions as I pass by looking out the window.

I want Alabama to come together as one.


I pretend to be the Alabama River flowing freely.

I feel the presence of Earth’s spirit.

I touch the voices of the seasons.

I worry about the future decisions Alabama will make.

I cry about the struggles of Alabama’s past.


I understand Alabama is not perfect.

I say Alabama could be better place if everyone could get along.

I dream all the violence would stop.

I try my best to be the best.

I hope I can make a difference in someone’s life.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEYANA MATTHEWS


I am Alabama in the Making strong & intelligent.

I wonder what it would be like without the violence.

I hear gun shots, day and night.

I see families crying from losing a love one.

I want Alabama people to reunite again like they should.


I pretend that I am in this world alone.

I feel that people in Alabama should stick together until God call

us home.

I touch the heart of the ones in need.

I worry about when its my turn for God to call me.

I cry myself to sleep wondering what others may think of me.


I understand that we all have feelings.

I say keep your head up one day there will come a healing.

I dream of being successful.

I try my best to love & care & be helpful.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” CAMERON RAINER


I am Alabama in the Making honorable and silent.

I wonder what history lies within the soil.

I hear birds wakening the morning sun.

I see a rusted forgotten farm house, deep within the pines.

I want Alabama to remain, beautiful for years to come.


I pretend I’m back on Lookout Mountain looking at the canyon

from atop.

I feel as if time stands still when I explore the wilderness.

I touch a fallen tree that once stood tall and strong.

I worry that the woods I walked in might not stand the test of

time.

I cry when a forest is cut for lumber.


I understand that not all its history can stay intact.

I say that the forests will once again grow back into life.

I dream that I’m back at the river under the wooden bridges.

I try to preserve the lost history within.

I hope that I never forget where I came from.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SAMANTHA ANDREWS


I am Alabama in the Making secretive and strong.

I wonder why my mom chose to stay in Alabama?

I hear the laughter of kids at play at EMS.

I see the ducks at Vanity Fair Lake.

I want Alabama to be more beautiful than before.

I am Alabama in the Making secretive and strong

I pretend to be not surrounded by mess in Clausell.

I feel the pressure from a mother’s belt.

I touch the hearts of unborn kids.

I worry if the Lock Dam will flood.

I cry the tears of bullied children at MONROEVILLE COUNTY

HIGH SCHOOL.


I understand Alabama is not perfect.

I say Alabama will create more jobs.

I dream how the Indians life is.

I try not to remember the slavery in Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ASIAH STANTON


I am Alabama in the Making creative and opinionated.

I wonder did my Indian ancestors have land in Alabama.

I hear the farm animals as they graze the green open fields.

I see mockingbirds scattered across the yard form morning

breakfast.

I want Alabama to be exactly how it is in my childhood.


I pretend Alabama’s Troubling history is non-existent.

I feel the early breeze with its gentle touch.

I touch the cold morning dew that covers the yard.

I worry will Alabama be as I remember it years from now.

I cry knowing the horrible history of Alabama.


I understand that Alabama is known as the literacy capital.

I say I am proud of my country childhood.

I dream that one day I will leave Alabama to achieve greatness.

I try to take pride in where I come from.

I hope to make a home of my own in Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” BRIA ROYSTER


I am Alabama in the Making, exquisite and unique.

I wonder how the slaves survived.

I hear the wind whistling.

I see camellia flowers.

I want Alabama to get on one accord.


I pretend I can be a help to everyone in every way.

I feel the pain and struggle in my community.

I touch the hearts of my love ones.

I worry about Alabama future.

I cry when I think of my ancesors days.


I understand Alabama is a beautiful land.

I say state that pray together, stay together.

I dream Alabama can make a difference.

I try hard to be a good example for others.

I hope for peace, love, and happiness.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” MARISSA MURPHY


I am Alabama in the Making curious and smart.

I wonder what actually happen to Alabama in the olden days.

I hear people on the news talking about Alabama saying “We

done went astray”.

I see trash along the streets everywhere I look.

I want Alabama to be “Home of the Beautiful”.


I pretend that Alabama is a peaceful and clean place.

I feel the warm summer breeze that is blowing across my face.

I touch the pine trees along our country roads.

I worry about our economy in the future.

I cry about our history and all our struggles.


I understand that Alabama has a total of 4,779,736 people and is

still growing.

I say that the people of Alabama is pretty and easy-going.

I dream that Alabama will become “Home Sweet Home” to eve-

ryone.

I try hard to do what I can to help my state.

I hope everyone find love and comfort in Alabama.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” JACQUERIN KYLES


I am Alabama in the Making, smart and sympathetic.

I wonder how the Indians hunted in Alabama.

I hear mockingbird and frogs.

I see pine trees and bulldogs.

I want Alabama to be a powerful state, in space research.


I pretend we have a beach.

I feel pine cones.

I touch the beautiful green grass.

I worry bout the economy mass.

I cry because I empathetic.


I understand we are in debt.

I say we give other state respect.

I dream we are a superpower.

I try to picture a rain shower.

I hope we are empathetic.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SHANQUISE LOCKE


I am Alabama in the Making smart and beautiful.

I wonder what its like to live outside of Alabama.

I hear woodpeckers pecking on pine trees.

I see oak trees shedding leaves on the courthouse square.

I want Alabama to be united as one.


I pretend that I am the only one in the world.

I feel the strong winds blowing through my hair.

I touch the hearts of many infants.

I worry if violence will become worse

I cry when I think about slavery in Alabama.


I understand some are racist, some are not.

I say Alabama is a state of diversity.

I dream that the world would come together.

I try to be the best person I can be to my state.

I hope for happiness, peace, and wealth.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” T.J. MCMILLIAN


I am Alabama in the Making Talented and Blessed.

I wonder how many talented people come from Alabama.

I hear mockingbirds flying.

I see bluebirds flying.

I want Alabama to the state of all the United States.


I pretend to be afraid to leave Alabama.

I feel excited to say I’m from Alabama.

I touch the tall pine trees.

I worry how long Alabama will continue to stay peaceful.

I cry when I think about how much Alabama is changing every

day.


I understand that Alabama is the most agricultural land of them

all.

I say that Alabama is the successful state in the country.

I dream of Martin Luther Kings’ great speech in Washington D.

C. “I have a dream”.

I try to understand the new things that Alabama has to offer.

I hope that Alabama always stand tall and beautiful and blessed.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” PATSY BENNETT

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I am Alabama in the Making, inquisitive and amazed.

I wonder if we know how blessed and amazing we really are.

I hear all the negative talk.

I see just how much we don’t know about ourselves.

I want Alabama to discover who she really is.

I am Alabama in the Making, alarmed and alerting.

I pretend to be informed but I discovered that I don’t know the

half.

I feel it is my duty to inform and help.

I touch the lives of so many who don’t know who they really are.

I worry that I’m not doing enough

I cry sometimes because I can’t seem to make a difference.

I am Alabama in the Making, determined and praying.

I understand that I must try each day to reach at least one.

I say we need to know who God is and what a rich heritage He

has given to Alabamians.

I dream of a better Alabama and a better US.

I try to let those around me know that God made us so very spe-

cial.

I hope that someone will hear me and change.

I am Alabama in the Making, hopeful and anticipating.

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” TAMIKO MCCONNELL

THOMASVILLE COMMUNITY

I am Alabama in the Making Peaceful and Bold.

I wonder if the peace I have could spread like wildfire.

I hear the absence of peace in the hearts of others.

I see the results of no peace in others faces.

I want Alabama to be a peaceful place in the hearts and minds of

its people.

I am ALABAMA in the MAKING Peaceful and Bold.

I pretend to open up the hearts and minds then fill them with the

unending supply of Peace.

I feel the Boldness of the Peace during the storms and situations

that arise in life.

I touch others Boldly with the Words of Christ.

I worry that the Peace that is available to them would not be re-

ceived and cast out.

I cry because they don’t know the true source of Peace and Bold-

ness.


I understand this is called the Bible Belt.

I say apply the Words of the Bible to our lives and receive Peace

and Boldness.

I dream we all are transformed and fear and fragility is removed.

I try to impart Peace and Boldness everywhere I go.

I hope to see the Peace and Boldness spread like wildfire among

others.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SADE’ WHITE


I am in the Alabama in the making- Proud and smart

I wonder sometimes- if my Grandma will ever come back

I hear- The choir singing

I See- Love Everywhere

I want Alabama to- Have more Activities for kids

I am Alabama in the Making- Proud and smart

I Pretend- that all my friend s are around me.

I Feel- My Heart Beating

I Touch- The last place where my grandma was

I worry- about everybody’s happiness

I cry- For My Grandma

I am Alabama in the making- Proud and smart

I understand- That she isn’t coming back

I say- I’m Alright

I Dream- That one day I will become an actress

I try- To Reach My Dreams

I hope – My dreams will come true

I Am Alabama in the making- Proud and smart

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” MARKEDRIA PRITCHETT


I am Alabama in the making beautiful and calming

I wonder what it will be in the future

I hear cars passing by

I see birds flying in the sky

I want Alabama to be bigger

I am Alabama in the making beautiful and calming.

I pretend to be amazing to the world

I feel crazy sometimes

I touch the sky

I worry when ever something dies

I cry when someone dies

I am Alabama in the making beautiful and calming.

I understand why things happen

I say I like you when i really love you

I dream of being free

I try to be nicer to myself

I hope people will stop what they do and loooovvve

I am Alabama in the making to be more beautiful and calming.

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” KAYLEE LYNN PRITCHETT


I am Alabama in the making athletic and smart.

I wonder if my bloodline runs through the north also.

I hear the whispers of grandma sewing on the porch.

I see the historic downtown Thomasville, a southern village in

Alabama.

I want Alabama in the making to be clean and presentable.


I pretend that I can see upcoming movies.

I feel the spring organisms bursting into the air.

I touch the summer flowers blooming.

I worry that Alabama won’t be the beautiful anymore.

I cry about people mistreating others in Alabama.


I understand there were slaves abroad in this meaningful state.

I say that I believe in Alabama and the world’s Jesus Christ.

I dream that Jeffery’s ghosts come to haunt me.

I try to make this place a better living environment.

I hope everyone meets Jesus.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” MARY KATHERINE AUTERY


I am Alabama in the Making creative and unique

I wonder if I really am in the beautiful state of Alabama or is it

just a dream

I hear the river flowing

I see the wild life in the woods and parks

I want Alabama to be bigger


I pretend I am a deer able to roam all over

I feel the water rushing between my fingers

I touch the last of my pain

I worry that one day little historical towns like Camden will be

gone

I cry when I hear about the struggles of small town folks


I understand why it’s such a wonderful place now

I say we are one and always will be

I dream that Alabama will be the one most well-known places in

the United States

I try to help out with the communities

I hope that one day people will respect the beauty of Alabama


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ADRIANNA GRAMELSPACHER


I am Alabama in the Making crazy and wild

I wonder if Alabama’s people will ever make a difference in my

life

I hear the train’s whistle when it zooms by

I see the everyday workers doing their daily routines

I want Alabama to be known for the good


I pretend that I am a cowboy, riding on his steed

I feel the reins under my tight grip

I touch the wind as I begin to trust my brave friend

I worry I may lose my balance

I cry for help as I quickly start to fall


I understand that I am only on this Earth for a little time

I say the words I have always said

I dream you will always be here with me

I try to make it last

I hope you know I will be with you later in life, but for now


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ANONYMOUS


I am Alabama in the making creative and beautiful

I wonder what people think

I hear birds singing

I see trees swinging in the wind

I want Alabama to stay forever glorious


I pretend I am a kite flying in the sky

I feel the brisk autumn wind blowing across my face

I touch the beautiful animals

I worry if it’s going to stay so beautiful

I cry thinking about all the crimes in its past


I understand Alabama and its beautiful land

I say I would never leave

I dream Alabama is a beautiful peaceful place

I try to keep things peaceful

I hope crimes would just disappear


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” CARRIE



I wonder what people think

I hear birds singing

I see trees swinging in the wind

I want Alabama to stay forever glorious


I pretend I am a kite flying in the sky

I feel the brisk autumn wind blowing across my face

I touch the beautiful animals

I worry if it’s going to stay so beautiful

I cry thinking about all the crimes in its past


I understand Alabama and its beautiful land

I say I would never leave

I dream Alabama is a beautiful peaceful place

I try to keep things peaceful

I hope crimes would just disappear


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ANDIE REID


I am Alabama in the Making bold and proud.

I wonder what people think about me.

I hear the sound of everyone talking.

I see the bright sun shining down on us.

I want for everyone to get along.


I pretend that everyone loves each other.

I feel the grass underneath my feet.

I touch the lives of many people.

I worry if everyone around me is okay.

I cry thinking about the lives that have been lost.


I understand that everyone won’t get along but I wish they did.

I say that I get along with everyone but I do not.

I dream that one day we will be a place that gets along.

I try to figure out why things are the way they are.

I hope that things will work out right for everyone in the end.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” ADDISON PARRISH


I am Alabama in the Making athletic and smart.

I wonder if some of my way back relatives are famous.

I hear birds.

I see miles and miles of country.

I want Alabama to stay the way it is.


I pretend I can fly.

I feel wind blowing against my face.

I touch the clouds.

I worry that Alabama will change.

I cry about people being mistreated.


I understand that sometimes people make mistakes.

I say that God is real.

I dream about make believe things.

I try to do the best I can at everything.

I hope Alabama stays this beautiful.

I am Alabama in the Making Athletic and smart.

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” SHAMIYA KING


I am Alabama in the Making fun and important

I wonder if I will stay here forever

I hear the wind blow

I see my surrounding environment

I want Alabama to be forever peaceful


I pretend I am flying with the butterflies

I feel that I am ready to take flight with the winged creatures of

the south

I touch the tree tops below me

I worry that I will live in Alabama forever

I cry for the murder of innocent people who have died in Ala-

bama


I understand that animals may be killed for food, even though it

is sad

I say to myself that life will go on

I dream that I will travel to different parts of the world

I try to create a peaceful environment around myself

I hope that everyone will be nicer to each other


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” MALEKIA PRESTON


I am Alabama in the Making proud and funny.

I wonder if I will have millions of dollars.

I hear the music in my ears.

I see people smiling.

I want Alabama to be fun and exciting.

I Am ALABAMA in the MAKING proud and funny.

I pretend I booked a cruise.

I feel like I’m free.

I touch the wind that blows.

I worry about my mom when I leave for college.

I cry when I see my mom with a broken wrist.

I am ALABAMA in the MAKING proud and funny.

I understand why people hurt almost every day about their loved

ones.

I say we love every person go d has made.

I dream of helping the people in need all around the world.

I try hard to not cry when I see my mom with a broken wrist.

I hope for peace, love, warmth, and welcome into every country.

I am ALABAMA in the MAKING proud and funny.

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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” WEBBER GERALD


I am Alabama in the making bold and beautiful.

I wonder how many people have no Hope

I hear stories of people of that have lost everything.

I see hearts being filled.

I want everything to be right.


I pretend that I can fly though the sky.

I feel the wind in my hair.

I touch the tops of buildings.

I worry that someday I will fall.

I cry at night thinking about what could go wrong.


I understand that I can’t do it all by myself.

I say that everything will turn out great.

I dream that I will make things different.

I try to make a difference.

I hope people will believe in me.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEBBIE JIMERSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I am Alabama in the Making an elusive and nighttime serenade.

I wonder when the foliage and summer are gone

I will hear my partner lonesome cry

I see my home and hear her babies cry

I want Alabama to be my home and heavenly guide

I am Alabama in the Making elusive and nighttime serenade.

I pretend I soar all summer above the skies

I feel like a spirit set free

I touch the sky soaring over the clouds free

I worry the lonesome whippoorwill and I will be gone

I cry for my former childhood home


I understand Alabama brings tranquility and peace

I say this is our survival and home

I dream Alabama will never change

I try to remember the whippoorwill

I hope the peace and serenity will be still


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” MITTIE PEARSON

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I am Alabama in the Making friendly and strong.

I wonder how it feels to soar high in the sky.

I hear the howl of the coyotes calling to the passing train.

I see the beautiful sun setting in the west.

I want Alabama to be recognized for being a beautiful state.


I pretend there is not any hate in the world.

I feel blessed to have witnessed a bald eagle in flight.

I touch the waves crashing on the shoreline.

I worry about the future of our youth.

I cry when I think of the endangered animals of Alabama.


I understand that change doesn’t happen in a day.

I say we are all God’s children.

I dream of a day when abuse is just a word and not an action.

I try to make a difference in this world.

I hope one day our state will be free from pollution.


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I AM “ALABAMA IN THE MAKING” DEBORAH RANKINS

ALABAMA SOUTHERN

I am Alabama in the Making proud and creative.

I wonder sometimes if I am a red-skin native.

I hear Cardinals singing.

I see tall, pine trees swinging.

I want Alabama to be globally captivating.


I pretend I can fly like an Bald Eagle over Cheaha and Gulf Shores.

I feel the brisk autumn wind brushing my face with each quiet roar.

I touch the souls of my troubled past.

I worry about how long the economic tribulations of the Black Belt

will last.

I cry sometimes when I study about its bloody past.


I understand Alabama is a peculiar, yet beautiful land.

I say divided we fall--together we stand.

I dream Alabama will be “the change it wants to see in the world.”

I try hard to be the change for every boy and girl.

I hope for peace, love, respect, and jobs for every woman and man.


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I AM

ALABAMA IN THE MAKING

Poetry

In the

Black Belt

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LIBRARY STAFF ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY

COLLEGE LIBRARY SYSTEM

La Shannon Hollinger Director of Library Services

Deborah Rankins Assistant Director of Library

Services

Mittie Pearson Library Technician

Debbie Jimerson Library Assistant Gilbertown

Mary Harris Library Assistant Monroeville

Danesha Wright Library Assistant Monroeville

Patsy Bennett Library Assistant Thomasville

Monica Helton Library Assistant Thomasville

ALABAMA SOUTHERN LIBRARY SYSTEM

GILBERTOWN, MONROEVILLE, THOMASVILLE

Serving JACKSON and LIFETECH CENTER

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LIBRARY COMMITTEE—2012-2013 ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY COLLEGE

LIBRARY SYSTEM

La Shannon Hollinger, Chair Director of Library Services

Deborah Rankins Assistant Director of Library

Services

Mittie Pearson, Recorder Library Technician

Debra Jimerson Library Assistant, Gilbertown

Patsy Bennett Library Assistant, Thomasville

Sarah Valine Instructor of Nursing

Brenda Rigsby Chair of Division of Nursing and

Allied Health

Lee Conerly Instructor of English/Speech

Susan Brown Instructor of Art

Ginger Glass Instructor of English

Marcus Gordon Instructor of History

Wendy Dees Instructor of Math

Stacia Richerson Bookstore Manager-Monroeville

Jacque Henson Bookstore Manager-Thomasville

John Lehning Instructor of Business Technology

Jackie Montgomery Adult Education Instructor

Ashley Bullard Student Member

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ALABAMA SOUTHERN COMMUNITY COLLEGE LIBRARY LOCATIONS

Gilbertown

Library Campus Director Angie Williams

Monroeville Campus Library

Campus Director Roger Chandler

Thomasville Library

Campus Director Chips Shepherd

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SPECIAL THANKS

Alabama Folklife Association


Alabama Southern Ambassadors

Clarke County High School

John Essex High School

Monroe County High School

Monroeville Elementary School

Thomasville Elementary School

Thomasville Middle School

Wilcox Central High School

Dr. Charles Shepherd

Agatha Grant

Amber Fox

Beoncia Sharp

Jessica Ballard

Jessica Ludlow

Jimmy Rose Bryant

Jonathan Cowan

Lee Ann Moore

Mary Allison Haynie

Meg Whitley

Monica Helton

Richard Martindale

Samatha Frye Vineshia Peoples

Xavier J. Lofton

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XAVIER LOFT ON ALABAMA SOUTHERN 2013 POETRY SLAM

GUEST POET

After being hit by a drunk driver, Xavier began writing poetry during his three month hospital stay. He started performing his poetry five years ago. In that brief time, Xavier has competed and won a spot on the Montevallo slam team, Bama Slam. As a member of Bama Slam, he has competed in the Southern Fried Poetry Slam, as well as the National Poetry Slam held in Bos-ton. This led to invitations for him to perform in the Midwest and Europe. He is also a member of the Alabama Poetry Slam Team. Xavier has won individual slams in Arizona, Alabama, Florida, Tennessee and the birthplace of the poetry slam, Chi-cago. In late 2011, he founded the Tuscaloosa based slam team, Southern Flow that hosts monthly poetry slams. For the last 8 years, he has been employed by Johnson Controls in Cot-tondale, AL as a lab engineer .

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XAVIER LOFT ON—GUEST POET (Cont. from page 264)

Xavier Lofton-Poet graced

us with his presence on

April 16, 2013. His words of

inspiration were a testament

to his trials. ASCC students

and faculty as well as com-

munity members were wit-

nesses to his remarkable

story. Mr. Lofton brought

many to tears while listening

to his story of triumph.

ASCC students also used the

mic to express their feelings

by reading or speaking some

of their poetry. Refresh-

ments were served.

—LaShannon Hollinger

ASCC Thomasville Campus students help with poetry event. L-R:

Jessie Ludlow, Jonathan Cowan, Nikki Pearson, and Jessica Ballard.

Monroeville Campus

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AUTOGRAPHS

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Alabama Southern Community College is an equal opportunity employer. It is the official policy of the Alabama Department of Postsecondary Education, including postsecondary institutions under the control of the State Board of Education, that no person shall, on the grounds of race, color, handicap, gender, religion, creed, national origin, or age, be excluded from participation in, be denied benefits of, or be subjected to discrimination under any program, activity, or employment. Alabama Southern Community College will make reasonable accommodations for qualified disabled applicants or employees.

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