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"The Unwritten Letter From My Immigrant Parent" - Muna Abdulahi

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"The Unwritten Letter From My Immigrant Parent" - Muna Abdulahi

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Muna Abdulahi - "The Unwritten Letter from my Immigrant Parent"

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A Nation's Strength (Ralph Waldo Emmerson)

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A Nation's Strength (Ralph Waldo Emmerson)

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What makes a nation's pillars high
And its foundations strong?
What makes it mighty to defy
The foes that round it throng?

It is not gold. Its kingdoms grand
Go down in battle shock;
Its shafts are laid on sinking sand,
Not on abiding rock.

Is it the sword? Ask the red dust
Of empires passed away;
The blood has turned their stones to rust,
Their glory to decay.

And is it pride? Ah, that bright crown
Has seemed to nations sweet;
But God has struck its luster down
In ashes at his feet.

Not gold but only men can make
A people great and strong;
Men who for truth and honor's sake
Stand fast and suffer long.

Brave men who work while others sleep,
Who dare while others fly...
They build a nation's pillars deep
And lift them to the sky.

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"Pooky"

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Brandon Leake Performs Heart-Wrenching Spoken Word to His Mother - America's Got Talent 2020

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Brandon Leake Will Make You EMOTIONAL With His Spoken Word - America's Got Talent 2020

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Brandon Leake Delivers Emotional Spoken Word to His Daughter - America's Got Talent 2020

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I Hear America Singing
BY WALT WHITMAN
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

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"Dream Deferred (Harlem)" Harlem Renaissance poem Langston Hughes, What happens to a dream deferred?

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“Things We Carry on the Sea” [Student Work, Spring 2020]