religiously taking note of the bloodlust enemies of kindness
we hear your last words:
america
if you see me as your enemy
you have no
friends.
Tag Archives: Haki R Madhubuti
Poem: Gwendolyn Brooks by Haki R. Madhubuti
into the sixties
a word was born . . . . . . . . BLACK
& with black came poets
& from the poet’s ball points came:
black doubleblack purpleblack blueblack beenblack was
black
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