* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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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…
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
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
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
You confide in me that you are lonely,