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How Could They

how dare they how dare they make me a slave how dare they one hand one balled up hand to make one balled up fist how could they how could they make me a slave how could i make a plea a plea for clemency hand on ground fingers clutching soil knees bend on dirt ------------------------------------------------------------------ how dare they how dare they supremely restrain me assemble my broken heart in to slavery how dare they one feeble exhausted hand one balled up fatigued hand to make one balled up, belligerent fist how could they how could they make me a slave how could i make a plea a plea for clemency hand on ground fingers clutching soil knees bend on dirt

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Date: 6/20/2017 1:28:00 AM
This is SO powerful Verlecia, incredible. I can see this happen, and feel the humiliation and outrage. Well done!
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Verlecia Fields
Date: 6/21/2017 7:29:00 AM
Thank you -
Date: 6/17/2017 11:39:00 AM
this a good poem. the rhythm is powerful, the ‘ how dare they‘ is haunting.
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Verlecia Fields
Date: 6/21/2017 7:29:00 AM
Thank you-

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