Warming Pan Poems - Poems about Warming Pan

...The children whose skin was brown Had no choice in how they lived Taken at a young age to serve a man Who took all they had as though was a gift Both young lads as well as girls Were made slav......Read the rest...

...Twas the night before Christmas, I say, in my gentle refrain. Dear Santa had been busy, traveling the night, so very long. He left us for last, as we were always gave him, a lot of pain. No matter......Read the rest...

...When at five-thirty In the rubbed-eye haziness Of ferreting lonesome night walks The camera-eye refugee Asleep in the half wakefulness Of the hour Peers out of his high turbanned sockets: Hyde......Read the rest...