Poems from Rosey Red Dead
There's a little girl crying in the cornerShe's got bruises all overDaddy's snorting on the couchMomma shot up and passed outHer baby's...
I'm dreaming of a futureI'm dreaming of a lifeI'm dreaming of those people with a book in their sightEntertained by pages of print in...
We're marching for our freedom and rights
Picking up a righteous fight
The streets are paved in black and white
So join us as we march for...