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THE BENJAMIN FRANKLIN "AUTOBIOGRAPHY PROJECT" WAS A CHALLENGING 300 WORD CONTEST.
ONI'S STORY ABOUT GROWING UP GOING TO THE UPTOWN THEATER WAS ONE OF THE 20 WINNERS.
HER STORY POSTER WAS POSTED AT THE BUS STOP SHELTER AT 20TH & WALNUT ST.
PHILADELPHIA, PENNSYLVANIA
PANTENE TOTAL YOU TOUR
ONI RAPS DUNBAR'S "WE WEAR THE MASK" FOR MC LYTE & AUDIENCE AT CONVENTION CENTER IN PHILADELPHIA, PA
Professor Nikki Giovanni on the making of "Hip Hop Speaks To Children" & giving Oni props in this award winning book she created & edited.
Philly Scam or Paying It Forward? Is a biographical short story on the joys and dreads of a visit back to Oni's hometown, the City of Brotherly Love and Sisterly affection, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Baptized By The Blues, a short story on how Oni's dream to play her bass guitar and present "Love Must Fall" at Morgan Freeman's Juke Joint in Clarksdale, Mississippi....came true!
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With Professor Storyteller Kevin Cordi
A place where stories and more, are performed for the first time!
January 30, 2022 - Sunday - 2:00 PM EST
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STORY CROSSROADS & ARTISTS STANDING STRONG TOGETHER, Inc.
A WORK/PLAY SHOP FOR ONE & ALL
Teaching Artists! Storytellers! Dunbar Fans!
February 12, 2022 - Saturday - 9:00 MT / 11:00 EST
"I listened to Peace & War this morning on your podcast Your telling of that moral message was incredible. What a blessing that the world is able to access and enjoy these stories for free. Thank you." Diane Williams.co, Author, Storyteller
Spoken word from Sister Wings, CD. A experimental collaboration video. Please excuse the low pixels in the photos...many were taken before HD. Oni wrote and delivers this mix over the groove of Samori Coles of lil drummaboy LLC, Philadelphia
An excerpt from the spoken word tribute poem, from the independently produced CD "Sister Wings, Spoken Word Songs Bass & Beats"
ASCAP (SR) (c) 2005 Words by Oni Lasana - Music by Samori Coles of lil drummaboy, LLC Philadelphia.
Please contact Oni for permission to use in classroom.
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full lyrics are enclosed with purchase of CD. If digitally downloaded, contact Oni for the poem.
Please excuse the photos as the pixels are not clear and were published before HD.
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SISTER WINGS & 'LIAS' MOTHER PERFORMANCE
Lancaster, Pennsylvania
BIG TRIGGER'S SOUND OF JAZZ & POETRY SHOW, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
A tale on teamwork.
Mercer Museum, Pennsylvania
A poem of encouragement by Paul L Dunbar @ Tobago Library Services
An adult story on perspective.
Contributions to Sonia Sanchez Mural Arts Haiku project
Haiku's is a form of Japanese verse, written in 17 syllables divided into 3 lines of 5, 7, & 5
The following are my submissions for the project.
(C) 2012 All Rights Reserved
Make me dance all day
See me reach out to the light
Know me in a song
Travel unravels
Stereotypes fall apart
Releasing our fears
More than blood thru veins
Family tears joys and pains
Connect in one love
Peace, silent words heard
Inside our mind space in time
Whispers unknown ...ssssh
People make money
Money makes people mo' friends
Money goes friends end
Old houses light up
Walls reflecting our history
Murals tell stories
I had a dream too, Martin Luther King Jr.
your dream came true
& people looked inside of me
not at the shape or size of me
not at the color or style of me
they looked at my inner reality
not the outside fantasy
I dreamt your dream came true…Mr. King
Marcus Garvey wasn’t ridiculed & called a fool
Ruby Bridges walked to school alone
Malcolm wasn’t murdered by his own
Miss Rosa enjoyed her bus ride home
Emmitt Till was alive today
Medgar Evers wasn’t murdered in his driveway
Steve Biko lived to write another day
Tupac represented the best of us
Rodney King wasn’t beaten alive in front of us
&
Marvin was asking me “What’s goin’ on?”
I dreamt that your dream came true Rev. King
& young adults today were livin’ clean
not smokin’ tobacco, cronic, droppin’ pills, hittin’ crack
downin’ 40’s & gettin’ wacked
dreaming stupid dreams
nothing to do but get hi & lie…or so it seems
living nightmares shooting down tomorrow’s dreams
I dreamt your dream came true Minister King
& in concrete jungles everywhere
sons and daughters of criminals and righteous folks
were sitting at a table together
learning & teaching one another to read & to LOVE
I was dreaming and your dream came true Teacher King
& all children attended equally integrated schools
where students were not judged by the color of skin
or the color of Nike, Dickie’s, Akademik’s
but by the work they handed in on time
to teachers who really cared
I had a dream that your dream came true Brother King & in my dreams
I saw boys and girls of all races joining hands in agape love
little children holding hands of baby daddies
baby daddies married to & taking care of baby mommies
& they both had good jobs, careers, and businesses.
I dreamt your dream came true Mr. King &
I heard that same freedom bell ring
in every town from Africa to America,
Europe to Asia, South America to the Caribbean
starving children came running to dinner tables
filled with pesticide-free fruits & vegetables
BROWN rice, sugar, bread and molasses,
UN-contaminated water
& hormone free well-seasoned chicken
I dreamt that TV showed real people living true reality
& “FRIENDS”…didn’t all look the same
Disney wasn’t another name for distorted history & modern mythology
I dreamt that Eddie, Martin, Will* & the Wayan’s
produced black history biographies & multicultural realities
Black & whites & all “others” UNITED in mutual funds
not only for sex, drugs & guns
I had a dream too, that your dream came true Brother King
& two weeks after your vision in DC
four little girls in Birmingham, Alabama.
Addie Mae Collins, Denise Mc Nair, Cynthia Wesley & Carole Robertson
walked home from church to waiting mommies
& the next day they went to a shiny new school
with smiling & loving classmates
each one of those little girls graduated college
becoming a doctor to heal us
A teacher to teach us, a lawyer for justice
& President of Human Rights University
Your dream came true Martin Luther King, Jr.
Because in my dream, their you were…
home with Mrs. King & your children,
playin’ with grandchildren
inside the not so-white house
being the PRESIDENT of the United States of LOVE
So brave…so intelligent…so blessed
relaxing with your family & friends
& everybody knew…without a doubt
they were “FREE AT LAST!”
& truly somebody.
Just like I do, thanks to you
Martin Luther King Jr.,
I dreamt your dream, came true.
(C) 1999 I Dreamt, Martin Luther King, Jr. - Oni Lasana, Real Tales of Rhymes and Reasons
(SR) 2005 I Dreamt, MLK Jr. - Words by Oni Lasana - Music by Samori Coles
Available on CD Baby & on all digital music platforms.
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