Poems from Leila1717
I sat no more than five years old
work, work hard now for later I was told
learn to spell, and write, and divide
so when life rolls along...
How far we've come
So far we are told
from the days Emmett Till was killed cold
from the Little Rock Nine's fight for education
from the...
Pain flows from the vain of another
into the tips of flesh of our brother
stabs and grabs at cells it now owns
taking possession releasing...