Chinese American Girl
Jill lives in a cruel world.
She's on guard for
people are mean
to a half breed.
She'll not wear a hat or
a bowed down head when walking.
Wearing flowers in her hair she
speaks louder than words
with no voice
as her face lights the room
and turns heads.
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