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I AM the voice of erstwhile nations Mali Ghana and Songhai I AM the river of all their sorrows because their well has now gone dry I AM Africa I AM Wisdom The one who gave the world its seed I AM the slave who broke his chains... ...behind their backs I learned to read I AM the sound of children weeping without guidance Hope or Love I AM their Keeper, I AM compassion I AM their strength sent from above I AM the echo of Blackmen's protests I AM Dark Hued, Caramel, and Tan I AM a scholar and not inferior... ...I AM more than "three fifths" a man! I AM the Sun, the Moon, the Galaxy I AM the Dawn that brings the Light I AM the eagle in all its glory I AM the thought that takes to flight I AM Maya, Brooks, and Sanchez I AM the spark that lights the fuse I AM the Dream that's reached fruition I AM Woodson, Shabazz, and Hughes I AM words that are not yet spoken I AM all of the writers who go unheard I AM their Spirit, I AM fulfillment... ..I AM.. A mixture of conscious stirred By Don Simmons Aka Poetiq1der

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Date: 10/29/2014 6:47:00 PM
And----- I AM YOU---Beautifully written and expressed Don----A greater conscious is coming my friend
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