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Alice Walker

Alice Walker

Before I Leave the Stage

Before I leave the stage
I will sing the only song
I was meant truly to sing.
 
It is the song
of I AM.
Yes: I am Me
&
You.
WE ARE.
 
I love Us with every drop
of our blood
every atom of our cells
our waving particles
—undaunted flags of our Being—
neither here nor there.

#Americans #Blacks #PulitzerPrize #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury

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