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The Chair and its Therapeutic Rock
The Chair has bared so many sighs And soaked in its cushion so many tears That has flowed from time to time in many years Since the Chair has come to our possession Do you remember Chair my son Ziyad?...
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Before We Return to Dust
Before we return to dust Let us shed more blood Our thirsty need for injustice Hate crimes and even love We forget that we someday will return To dust The particles of dust That’s been reincarnated...
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Nothing Seems to Change
The sun shines on the same roof top year after year And the moon that steals its light from the sun Absorbs it with greed Afar one can hear the waves slapping the shore Vigorously Unrelentingly And the...
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Invisible Tears
My tears flow inwardly so no one can see The immense pain that has become of me I dare not complain then must I annoy Someone who is enjoying his or her life Can the one who is alive feel with the...
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We Try to Stand
Sometimes we fall Slam hard onto the ground From the pangs of life And for every drop of tear And every piercing scream There is an eye that is watching From afar Many times we experience injustice...
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america
. . . . . . . Let it be documented in history Every shameful act Every bit of racism That America has Let every eye that cried And every tear that dropped Be documented on your shameful pages Let every...
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