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Monthly Archives: August 2019
Running
And he was running when they shot him in the back and he was running and they shot because he’s black and he was running and they said he grabbed a gun and he was running though he never reached … Continue reading
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Farewell Frances Crowe
Farewell Frances Crowe, we will walk in your footsteps and sow seeds of peace. . . . When asked how many times she had been arrested during her life in her struggle for peace & justice for humanity and the … Continue reading
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Haiku #6 for my niece
Spend time in nature ask your parents to take you upstate now and then
Haiku #5 for my niece
Some days you’ll want to cry all day for no reason. That’s perfectly fine.
Haiku #4 for my niece
Life gives bushels of lemons and limes but sometimes it’s sweet oranges.
Haiku #3 for my niece
Soon they’ll baptize you, it’s something some people do but no god owns you
Haiku #2 for my niece
You’ll feel the sun’s rays and the chaos of New York in just a few days
Haiku #1
Chase dreams not money seek knowledge not a degree and you will be free
“Welcome To Earth” (for Carina Marie, my niece 8/13/2019)
“Welcome To Earth” (for Carina Marie, my niece 8/13/2019) Never forget that you come from the stars, you are more precious than bars of gold stacked higher than Mars, more precious than an ocean brimming with saffron. Remember, water is … Continue reading
Manifesto, A Poem
Some people believe so strongly in the ideologies they were either raised with, or found in some other way but they believe so strongly that they’re willing to lay down their life for their ideology even if they can start to … Continue reading
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