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They said
that lines were drawn
because
black and white can’t mix.
They believed
separate but equal
11 years 3 weeks ago
We do not need to fear.
We have no need to fear.
They can not take away our sprit.
They can not take away our hope.
11 years 3 weeks ago
Do you hear it?
The voice?
The voice of the million cries,
Agonized by pain
11 years 3 weeks ago
Tear down your burgundy
Oh heartless one
As I reach forth to you
11 years 3 weeks ago
The bus is hot as it rolls, and with the number of bodies is
Sticky air and sweat-wet seats and the raw smell of humans.
11 years 3 weeks ago
The bus is hot as it rolls, and with the number of bodies is
Sticky air and sweat-wet seats and the raw smell of humans.
11 years 3 weeks ago
(poems go here) darkness falls, darkness rises, clouds of gray and black, impostors.
11 years 3 weeks ago
When you take a closer look at me
As, I take a closer look at you.
We look the same
We both like the same sports.
11 years 3 weeks ago
They said to get to the back of the bus,
They never thought that we would change the world,
11 years 3 weeks ago