In the golden dawn of a world reborn, Where shadows fade and dreams adorn, Artists paint with colors bold, Stories…
In the rhythm of words, a voice profound, Langston spoke of dreams, both lost and found. Through verses strong, a…
In the shadows of Harlem’s heart, A poet’s voice begins to rise, Echoes of dreams, of worlds apart, Carrying hope…
In Harlem’s heart, where dreams are sewn,A voice arose, resilient and strong,Langston spoke of hope and home,In verses that righted…
In the quiet hum of Harlem’s streets, Where dreams and shadows softly meet, Langston’s words dance in the light, Weaving…
In the cradle of rebirth, where dreams ignite, The Renaissance dawns with colors bright, Where shadows of the past softly…
In the heart of Florence, a spark ignites, A rebirth of thought, of art, of light, Minds awakened from the…