* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
You confide in me that you are lonely,
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president