Vale to an Elder
In a month … Unkind words, Veiled sight; Stories lost Visions no longer seen; Dreams of a way Of a time Of a life Blown away, dust In a land…
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November 6, 2010
Reasons
Not two years old, you started Not for me, but spite; A black man boxer, strong and proud His spirit sought to break; Not two years old your brutal curse…
November 2, 2010