Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous
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Known as a Significant Voice in Modern Literature, a Poet of the Year, 2020 Black Author Matters Winner, 2025 Black Authors Matter Children Book Awards Nominee for his books, and International Impact Awards' Author of the Year Nominee
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The Magnificent Tree
It was a time like no other, where food was scarce for every creature in Africa. Everyone questioned everyone, and creature alike distrust creature. There was a magnificent tree in the land that stood the test of time, home of the birds and bees. They both threaten each other and quarrel grew mostly in Springtime. The birds did not wanna share with the bees and dislike their ways. The bees felt the birds were controlling and someday may feast on them.The tree flourished and their quarrel became impossible. One day the bees dance around the tree's nectars and they declare the tree theirs. The birds caught off by surprise, tried to suppress them. Every morning the birds would sing to disturb the bees' humming. The birds and the bees both covered every flower they could marking them as territory. In unison to themselves both of them said, The tree is too big and great and magnificent.We have to feed our families. Life is too short to fear and what is an enemy, we aren't afraid we will endure them. And as it went on so long that some birds tried to make peace as well as some bees, these creatures band together creating a secret bond. And they rule together restoring order.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
Cornelius' Star
There was a curious and smart scientist named Cornelius, he was so smart he was one of the empire famed scientist. He would watched the skies days and nights searching them for answer to his curiosity with the instrument he invented. His wife said, Dear why do you long for the sky? Why do you look in it for answer? Is it good to not nourish for Fame and foolish pride. He said, wife of my life, wife of my youth. We have no child, no legacy and where should what we leave go to? Whom will remember us? His wife held her frustration and continue doing as before. He said to himself, There's got to be something out there. Several years of my life cannot be wasted. Military gains come and may flee with witter and crafty devices. After awhile, He fell into a dawn rest dreaming about success then suddenly waking up, he look saying Right between the bosom of Andromeda, I see my bright star, my hope, and my legacy. I will be remember forever and my life will not go unnoticed. Then He rested and that morning, a soldier exclaimed a decree from the new emperor and Senate all funds must be repaid to finance the new war and all other expenditures will be reserved... all able men must serve. Cornelius responded, I have a message for the emperor and Senate. I found answers from the sky and his expenditures were not in vain. I believe we can use the stars to guide us in peace or war saving lives.The soldier responded, you will serve and tell your secrets or both you and your wife will work in slavery. Cornelius asked for time and the soldier promised to return within weeks. He sought the information about his findings to all he knew in the empire. And when the time came, he served in the military and his fame grew greatly that the emperor envied him and his pride cost his life. In his memory, his friends told his story as a foretell.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
Issa & the Prince
There was a young beautiful fair princess named Issa, she was next in line to rule the kingdom. Growing up behind closed doors and kept away from the rest of the kingdom and world. She was good at fencing, smart at her studies but she was all alone. Her loyal nanny after her father the king commanded she find a husband being of age, she responded that the princess is mature in statue alone because she has been deprived of friends and the world. Never the less, the king command stood. Issa tried to consult the Queen, her mother. Mother how can I know love without a friend? All I know is history, I've never tried on my own. And love is too much for someone like me yet. The Queen replied, you have responsibilities, yes love is much but your father and I grew together. And I know you can if you trust your knowledge and speak your heart then you can. Exploring the world can come later but strength must be in unity and together. Issa quietly objecting. The day came for the suitors to be presented and Issa watched in fear besides her mother and father in the throne room. Issa that night feeling hopeless cried out on her balcony thinking no one would hear her. It happened a suitor came too late fighting with his squire nearby heard her. The suitor replied, you fair maiden why do you cry? I won't harm you. It tears my heart to see you cry. Issa said, I don't know but who do I have? Where can I turn to? My father, the king is choosing my future husband and I don't have a say. I want friends and I want to see the world. The suitor said, We all have responsibilities everyone and they come before everything. I'll be your friend and I'll take you to see the world. I'll learn to love you, you're beautiful and smart. I'm a prince and my word is my honor, my squire can witness.Issa agreed and in the proceedings of the king, she requested the suitor and convincing her mother to help her win over her father. Issa and the suitor did as their heart desire, travelling the kingdom and world and he protected her and their love grew where they were inseparable.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
Mikiel's Love
Mikiel was a young girl, an only child of her mother and father. She dreamed of having a sibling. She would come up with names with her friends. She would play with her dolls and imitate her mother. It came upon a day, her parents told her they were having a baby and she was excited. She asked her teacher to teach her how to be a big sister. Mrs. Martin said, you have to share, help take on chores and watch. But first talk to them and play. Mikiel said she will eagerly agreeing. The teacher said even now you can help your mother, by not getting on her nerves and helping your father. So Mikiel tried for several weeks till her mother noticed something wrong. She explained, I'm only a child, what do I know about babies. I'm too little. Her mother said I used to be you. I used to be young and before I got this belly with your sibling. I tried to work hard like you. Let your father and I handled this, we love you and your sister equally. Okay and when she grows we will want you to help her as her big sister should. After sometime, her mother gave birth and as Mikiel saw her, she said, Hi little sis, boy are you beautiful. Those eyes and nose, you're look like me. My reflection, I'm gonna love you and care for you. And when you get old, I'll protect you.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
The Responsibilities
There was a certain father Who gave everything to his children Life, healthy, strength and wisdom His children grew in the nurture of his love and even though he had a hard time saying it, they felt and knew it. When the youngest was preteen and the others were teenagers, that father decided to marry again, he fell in love with a friend although the children forbade it. Father you are our source, you are our strength and we cannot share you, mother abandon us but you kept and guide us this far and we are grateful however this stranger comes to take you from us and we know her not. The father explained, haven't I loved you with an inbounding love, haven't I cared for you. My love has not changed but it has grown. Pretty soon in six or ten years, you will have your own lives. I did not labor in vain. A mother I could not give you until now. Why won't you open your hearts to the power of love? But I cannot abandon my children. He called off the wedding and remained friends. He grew old and his children became his life as his friend left him for holding her too long and not fighting for their love.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
True Friend
There was a certain gentle woman Who happened to own land She rented to her neighbors And gave them liens on paying her back. Your love and affection has warmed my heart for years. What is money between friends? What is bills between neighbors? And they replied, you are much too kind dear woman and fellow neighbor.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous5 years ago in Poets
