jeffrey robin · Sep 18, 2010
the country this

soft as the hand that hold the breast
true as the eye that sees the fertile places
and acts with impunity and grace
combining as one

we are NOT, CANNOT be
as stupid as THEY say WE are

true as the dawn coming out of the darkness
we are
soft as the breast that finds the hand
true as the heart that hold the bearer of the seed
forever acting with impunity and grace
combining as one

we are not this nor that
we are not what anyone says
we are not stupid

we are free

we are good we are godly

good
godly

yes we are

free

 
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