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Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
Alone
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Maya Angelou.
Alone
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.There are some millionaires
With money they can’t use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They’ve got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.Now if you listen closely
I’ll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
‘Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.Source: “Alone” from Oh Pray My Wings Are Gonna Fit Me Well, by Maya
Angelou. New York: Random House, Inc., 1975.
Great combination of poem and photograph. “Storm clouds are gathering.”
Thank you, John. This has been a fun exercise, matching the photos with poems.