* La vaca, "the cow" in Spanish.
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Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely