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To Mary J. Blige Sister, you’re gone through hell a… We know from what we heard but you… Of the drama playing like a daytim… Or like a bad card being dealt dis…
I sing a morning song That the robins do sing. I sing a morning song That you hear the church bells rin… I sing a morning song
in memory of the children of South… Freedom! Lifted out of the ashes and into a… A river of joy A river of peace.
Every body wants a revolution! Something to fight for Something to say I belong to some… A struggle of what’s right A fight for what’s wrong
Life goes on The mistakes are gone Times of remembrance are past The clock ticks on and on. I was born, I lived, I die,
O Spirit within me Spirit of the poetry that’s free. Abide in me to write to the people… From my soul of what I truly came… O Spirit in my soul
Am I blue? Blues in my soul Carrying the weight of every burde… Of every man and it ain’t no good… My man ain’t no good 'cause he sta…
the heat of the city feel it what a pity for the brothers and sisters who have 2 come to work for a living a… living in the city
A SOCIAL COMMENTARY BLACK IS MY SKIN TAR BABY... SAMBO
The night train moves Quickly in the night’s air And the noise from the train Keeps a steady beat lugging home. I gotten a buzz of inspiration
In your eyes I see a different light Maybe another you Perhaps something about you I see a certain you
Come fly with me To the moon, To the stars shinning at night, Come fly with me Baby fly with me
In memory of Rosa L. Parks Freedom. You carried that banner For us all And for all of us you stood
We live moment by moment Time after time, Allotted to us one day after day Until you’ll surely find Time slipping away slowly
o write a verse poet, to kinder the soul, to soothe it so, until we can feel every verse put to paper,