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Jan 2015

Black clouds are stirring-
White men gaze down white noses,
Seemingly immune.


Music in the air-
The sound of brass and woodwinds
Permeates fields;
Exercising their freedom,
Equality, and kinship.


Blood in the terra-
Innocence spilled under the
Cradle of a king
Now grows ironic flowers
Ignorant of unmarked graves


Black sky is waking-
Picket signs silhouette on
Pyramids of coal
A quartet of 2 Haiku and 2 Tanka
Steven Hutchison
Written by
Steven Hutchison  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
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