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When We Were Colored

when we were colored my eyes daintily danced with laughter under the battered rain sorely i'd gaze beyond the hidden bushes woe when we were colored the sky raised higher it seemed as the clouds opened doors of sunlight just out of my reach why when we were colored i flirted with doubt the senseless notion a funfilled pout hmm when we were colored i'd sing my song from dusk till dawn and all day long oh when we were colored and by the end of the day our world around us became a sullen gray

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Date: 7/19/2011 3:37:00 PM
the middle of a civil rights riot 1967 chicago my dad carried me on his shoulders as people were being sprayed with water hoses thee battered rain my eye pointed at the sky afterwards the gray ground beneath us in view as we ran home poetry could be found everywhere thank you for your comments
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Date: 7/19/2011 3:36:00 PM
the middle of a civil rights riot 1967 chicago my dad carried me on his shoulders as people were being sprayed with water hoses thee battered rain my eye pointed at the sky afterwards the gray ground beneath us in view as we ran home poetry could be found everywhere thank you for your comments
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Date: 7/18/2011 5:53:00 AM
What a blessing we have in PoetrySoup. A place to come to write and read and make new friends along the ink trail. I am wishing you a day full of inspiration. I enjoyed reading your poetry today and hope to read many more written by you in the future Yolanda. Love, Carol
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