LET FREEDOM RING! From every hidden place where countless senseless lynchings took place, let freedom ring.
NO MORE
Let freedom ring from every injustice, degradation, humiliation, castration in America’s nation and from the African slave ships
Hmmm…
where men, women, and children
They ask me,
were brought over in chains, shackled to the floors—
“How come you don’t come ‘round no more?”
Let freedom ring! in every hallowed hallway like the one Amadou was shot in—41 times!—
I say,
and killed for no crime…he never committed…
“I don’t have a need for that pain… no more!”
Let freedom ring where every faceless, nameless KKK made its way to massacre our people. Let freedom ring in the courts
At night,
where equal rights was for shit in the streets—
the committees aren’t in session… no more.
no retreats—let freedom ring for every black man, black woman, black child.
So much freedom
Let freedom ring for every white man, white woman, white child
comes from surrendering. No more
who engaged in equality. Let freedom ring for every child
fear of violence or deceit. Close your eyes. Sweet dreams.
born in dope addiction, methadone, crack, and alcoholism.
no more.
I planted seeds of destruction in my wayward way of life, I lived through confusion and much strife. I experienced roads of insanity through doing drugs, sweeping myself under the rug (literally). I did reap what I sowed. Madness was the only thing I knew, I blew so much tranquility
Let freedom ring with deafening rage.
Just remember in the morning to give thanks and say,
SEED
Sherry P.
until I decided I wanted to be free and pleaded to God, Save my soul! And make my spirit free! And his love (God’s) did indeed embrace me— so real, so beautiful, the seed grew abundantly
Kent Jackson
and I became a blossom of energy and today I spell and smell tranquility. The seed from God above is truly, truly love.
Sherry P.
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