Sorhors and friends,
I just thought that you might like this poem:
revolutoin starts at 11:50 a.m.//april 2, 1993
i woke up listening
to the sounds of you sleeping
the rise and fall
of your breath
lulling me gently back to sleep
. . .and i started thinking
of how revolutionary it really was
to wake up. . .
in a cold house
under a warm blanket
to the sound of a black man at peace
karsonya e. wise
Enjoy. . .
Serioussigma22
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