Found Poem

When I think of death,
Laughter and relaxation had left the house; extended family
(great deal of laughter)
she agreed it was sad.
We know nothing,
white folks ain't no smarter than Negroes.
Just luckier. "SOMETIMES."

Living well is an art which can be developed.
Life seems to love the liver of it.
Money and power can liberate only if they are used to do so.
They can imprison and inhibit more finally than barred windows and iron chains.

Words and phrases from Maya Angelou

By: Denisse Mendez