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the birds weren’t singing I just laid back mellowing out j waiting for him to come ;it was getting late jat first it was eight o’clock jnow it’s eleven o’clock I oh well | maybe he’ll come | in the morning (so I’ll lie back S and cool out until then By La Ronda Morris Spelman Spotlight December 18, 1979 Page 5 this is the Christmas that can never come from the eye of a black boy. this is the Christmas that can never come for this is the time that can never end/and the joy that can never cease/the pain/always felt/ this is the Christmas that can never come/for they will.... never stop/and we will never see.../and they will never/ stop/until/we refuse to do/and/act/and/respond/to their joyful...celebration.../this is the Christmas that can never...come ..../for it carries a false hope enraged with peace and goodwill tarnished by the hand of/ yesterday/but not much longer they say that joy/is bound/ and once unwrapped/this joy can kill even the bullet.... that de tryed my mothers’ mother...and once unbound this joy can harm the pain of every boys’ sorrow and once unbound this joy can change every man’s heart and/and/and/this joy/this joy/no sorrow/no pain/ when this joy come? where does it lie? No! it must not come until we see pain... that grows inside my mother.... that grows inside of me this Christmas must no come.. this Christmas can not come for it comes.... every year/ every year/it comes and it goes and...it brings joy and takes joy away...it must not come/ for since i been here it has been, x-mas this is the Christmas that can never come from the eye of a black boy. E . Anthony Ware Maybe He’ll Come In The Morning I was cooling out on the serious Ashford and Simpson music it was dismal outside so I didn’t miss anything the sun wasn’t shining “IN THE WORLD” You Are what I most Want In the world. You, And everything that goes Along with You. Because With you I smile And feel good And I am happy With you And want You Most in the world. By Michelle Denise Dacus CAROL OF THE BROWN KING Of the three Wise Men Who came to the Brown man, so they sing. Of the three Wise Men Who followed the Star, One was a brown king From afar. They brought fine gifts Of spices and gold In jeweled boxes Of beauty untold. Unto His humble Manger they came And bowed their heads In Jesus’ name. Three Wise Men, One dark like me- Part of His Nativity. Langston Hughes CHRISTMAS GIFT Well, one Christmas, God was goin’ to Palatka. De Devil was in de neighborhood too and seen God goin’ long de big road, so he jumped behind a stump and hid. Not dat he was skeered uh God, but he wanted to git a Christmas present outa God but he didn’t wanta give God nothin’. So he squatted down behind dis stump till God come along and then he jumped up and said, “Christmas Gift!” God just looked back over his shoulder and said, “Take de East Coast,” and kept on walkin’. And dat’s why we got storms and skeeters-it’s de Devil’s property. By /ora Neale Hurston OTTO „ „ By Gwendolyn Brooks It’s Christmas Day. I did not get The presents that I hoped for, Yet, It is not nice to frown or fret. To frown or fret would not be fair. My Dad must never know I care It’s hard enough for him to bear. ON CHRISTMAS DAY ITS NOT THAT I’M GOING/TO BE SHOWERED WITH GIFTS/CHRISTMAS/LIKE ANYTIME/ALL TIMES/I GET WHAT I NEED/NOT EXTRAVAGANCES/THAT I WANT/THEY COME FROM MYSELF/A CHRISTMAS AWAY/FROM HOME/IS ALWAYS/FELT/NEVER FELT TRULY/LIKE BEING/ENCLOSED IN THE/BLISS OF FAMILY/AND FRIENDS/PEOPLE TO LOVE/AND MAKE YOU WARM/MY HAPPINESS IS THE CONCEEPT/THE FEELING/THE WARMTH/THE LOVE/THE SHARING/THE ULTIMATE/JOY/OF BEING HOME/ON CHRISTMAS DAY. -■T=srs V. ' ^ -T ' \ a, Photography by Kirby M. Ayers THE TRUE SPIRIT OF CHRIST MAS By Angela Benson “J esus is the answer for the world today Above Him there’s no other J esus is the way.” These words may have meaning to more people during the Christmas season that they do during any other time of the year. Christmas is taken to be the birth of J esus, the Christ. It is celebrated as such even though facts have revealed the date to be incorrect. Each year there are millions of Christmas plays ex hibiting the nativity scene. Lhoirs cannot sing "Away in a Manger” enough times. But, when December 25 becomes yesterday, many people no longer think of Jesus nor sing of His birth. Is this the true Christmas spirit-a thought for a day? The true spirit of Christmas can only be found in a personal relationship with J esus, the Christ. It can only be found in liv ing for J esus. It is only found in committing one’s life to Christ. It is only found in asking Him to become the center of one’s life. This Christmas can be one of the true Christmas spirit if one desires it to be. Do you want this Christmas to be different? Do you want to experience the true spirit of Christmas? Read this prayer: Lord J esus, I need you. I know that I am a sinner and I thank you for dying on the cross for my sins. Right now, I open the door of my life to you and receive you as my Lord and Savior. Take control of my life. Help me to live for you. Become the center of my life. Make me the kind of person you want me to be. If this prayer expresses the desire of your heart, tell Jesus right now. He is not out to play games with you. He will indeed become a part of your life, for He has said so: “Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If any man hear my voice and opens the door, I I will come in to him and sup with him, and he with me.” If you have prayed the prayer, you are now a member of the family of Christ. Tell someone that you know is a Christian what has happened in your life. You now have the true spirit of Christ mas living within you. If you did not pray the prayer, remember: “J esus is the answer for the world today Above Him there’s no other Jesus is the way.” MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!! IOY Don’t hold back!... I see it coming strong... Let it in, Beside. And behind you, For the feeling doesn’t last too long. You’ve got to grab it, Know it, Release it,... And allow its echo to carry you along. For you see. All it is: is/a/simple/mellow/beat, touching you/and carressing you... like the slow/soft melodies found in a song..:. By Tracey M. Willard