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  Date / Time: 7/20/2009 6:44 PM UTC

  The Fabulous World Of Poetry!
  

  Poetry is truly an intriguing art form that keep getting better with time. Here are some poems we talked about and read on the show. Enjoy!
  
  Edgar Allan Poe ("A Dream Within A Dream")
  
  A Dream Within A Dream
  

  Take this kiss upon the brow!
  And, in parting from you now,
  Thus much let me avow--
  You are not wrong, who deem
  That my days have been a dream;
  Yet if hope has flown away
  In a night, or in a day,
  In a vision, or in none,
  Is it therefore the less gone?
  All that we see or seem
  Is but a dream within a dream.
  
  I stand amid the roar
  Of a surf-tormented shore,
  And I hold within my hand
  Grains of the golden sand--
  How few! yet how they creep
  Through my fingers to the deep,
  While I weep--while I weep!
  O God! can I not grasp
  Them with a tighter clasp?
  O God! can I not save
  One from the pitiless wave?
  Is all that we see or seem
  But a dream within a dream?
  
  Tupac Shakur ("I Cry") ("And Tomorrow")
  
  I Cry
  
  Sometimes when I'm alone
  I Cry,
  Cause I am on my own.
  The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
  They flow with life but take no form
  I Cry because my heart is torn.
  I find it difficult to carry on.
  If I had an ear to confiding,
  I would cry among my treasured friend,
  but who do you know that stops that long,
  to help another carry on.
  The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
  Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
  so painful and sad.
  And sometimes...
  I cry
  and no one cares about why.
  
  And Tomorrow
  
  Today is filled with anger, fueled with hidden hate. Scared of being outkast, afraid of common fate. Today is build on tragedies which no one want's to face. Nightmares to humanity and morally disgraced. Tonight is filled with Rage, violence in the air. Children bred with ruthlessness cause no one at home cares. Tonight I lay my head down but the pressure never stops, knowing that my sanity content when I'm droped. But tomorrow I see change, a chance to build a new, build on spirit intent of heart and ideas based on truth. Tomorrow I wake with second wind and strong because of pride. I know I fought with all my heart to keep the dream alive.
  
  You can also pick up Tupac's book called "The Rose That Grew From The Concrete."  It's a compelling and passionate book from a poet like no other.
  
  

  
  
  
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