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my critical writing and thinking class inspired me today. it showed me that there was still hope at a black college, still people who cared about their education and wanted to make a difference. i'm lovin' it! really lovin' it. now the poem:

we sat there
telling our stories
and reflecting on what happened
i smiled
i laughed
i felt good
i was glad to be
where i was
and my subliminal mind
was up to par
and i followed through the journey
with everyone
every experience
every thing
my heart smiled
and i felt like i was making a pro-gression
instead of di-gression
and i could see
that these people were intellectual
and i started not to come
realizing that i would've missed out
i sighed
and enjoyed what i was encountering