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The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water