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Our pleasure is political Our presence anarchy Our smile a rebellion Our hair A revolution Our blood our fire Our blackness A force to be reckoned with Our joy to them is a declaration of war Our resilience an act of political warfare Our resilience a threat to the system of oppression they built They don't like when we take...

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The sun wakes slow, a golden yawn, Stretching light across the dawn, Soft and warm, with rays that creep Through windowed eyes from gentle sleep. It drifts and dances, dips and hides, Plays peekaboo with clouds that glide, Bright beams spill in scattered showers, Kissing earth and blooming flowers. It tricks the colors, bends the hue, From green to gold, to deepest blue, Tickling the...

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I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on the bones of some lost hare; never to remember peace, but lose myself a bit a piece; life never...

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O it's only my precious Lord and Savior, who is really able, To freely and fully deliver yours very truly, From all of my habitual sins and all too persistent, Inequities. O how far have I fallen from Your grace? It's a miraculous miracle that you have not hidden Your holy face far far far away from the likes of...

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June 18 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 26-31 Key Verse – Psalms 26:1 Judge me, O LORD; for I have walked in mine integrity: I have trusted also in the LORD; therefore I shall not slide. FAITH IN GOD WHO IS OUR JUDGE God is our Judge Who knows how we love Him...

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June 16 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Psalms 17-20 Key Verse – Psalms 17:1 Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips. FAITH IN GOD WHO ATTENDS UNTO OUR CRY God attends unto our cry with His compassion That seeks our faith...

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Oh, Dad to the cemetery we come our hearts numb with no glee though we know you were set free . . . rest beneath the weeping tree...

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Our true world is what we know best Yet leave our safety to explore What more is there beyond the crest Outside our world Within, we know that there is more And made to follow this, our quest With never knowing what's in store We leave our comfort zone with zest Which takes us to another shore And find it only when we test Outside...

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who is he who looks through our eyes fuelling thoughts that glow in mind consciousness which as our heart sighs this is the source we need to find the source is in heart detected subtle and imperceptible we are all interconnected each to each is susceptible as a spark entwined with the whole we have a duty to perform to illumine space is...

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we are the all let bliss squalls rise God calls; listen...

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A circus act A puppet A clown When you think of these you think of a Performance Or even entertainment You think of Comedy You think of Jokes You think of Laughter So what happens When you become the butt of the joke Where they are not laughing with you But at you Not because you're funny But because of what's being done to you Oh you don't know Well...

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I as Cherokee must take a stand, and say no more missing females from Native lands Too many have gone missing through the years, Along with too much sorrow and tears I along with my Native sisters must stand and fight, Along with our brothers to do what's right I will shed my blood if...

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Our heart retracts ~ discern the cause; perhaps we were dismissed, which matters not simply because, we are by bliss mists kissed. Why would light pay homage, to unbecoming rage, unless we're not of age? Ego reacts ~ Our heart retracts...

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A branch once held our daughter’s swing By blue supporting ropes, The yellow molded plastic Holding her and all our hopes. We pushed her as she laughed out loud And always wanted more, So we complied, each happy swing Just like the one before. In time, she grew too big for it; It hung there, never used. The branch, from wind and rain and All that...

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They claimed they freed us But if chains instead of whips Was your idea of freedom We'd rather be dead At least then we wouldn't have to deal with your racism All you did was remove the sun Put is in solitary confinement Psychologically tortured us If this is your idea of an apology We'd hate to see the solution Was...

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