tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243852962011-04-22T05:24:25.150+08:00New life... New blog... everything fits.Grace Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13034555597433259353noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24385296.post-1143092927739232382006-03-23T13:38:00.000+08:002006-03-23T13:48:47.750+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Blackbird singing in the dead of night</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Take these broken wings and learn to fly</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">All your life</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">You were only waiting for this moment to arise.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This was written by the Beatles as a clarion call against racism. The Blackbird symbolized the African-American people and its broken wings were the oppression against them.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This song is still applicable to society, but not just to African-Americans. This song shouts out to every corner of society where people huddle because of oppression. Every race, every gender, every age, every social class, there will always be people who are marginalized.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">The most oppressive people can be the ones being oppressed themselves. Let's all take our broken wings and learn to fly.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24385296-114309292773923238?l=almightygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Grace Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13034555597433259353noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24385296.post-1142925061510562092006-03-21T15:02:00.000+08:002006-03-21T15:11:01.520+08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i have made it from everywhere in the world.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i conquered the land where they said dragons roamed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i braved the fierce winds that tossed me at sea.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my feet have felt the fiery sands of the desert,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">which turn into a billion stinging wasps during a storm.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i have felt cold, hunger, fear and pain.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i have felt rejection, hatred and envy.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">yet no man can tell me i've been through enough.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">because i still stand to this day.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24385296-114292506151056209?l=almightygrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Grace Arandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13034555597433259353noreply@blogger.com0