* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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You confide in me that you are lonely,
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
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
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
When they torture your mother plant a tree When they torture your father plant a tree When they torture your brother
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…
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
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
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...
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body