The shrill cry
of a baby trying
to talk the primal
scream of autistic black
youths reawakening
after years of silence
exhortations of efforts
hands whipping the air skillfully
alerting the world to possibilities
infinitely...
They are livin & breath'in
talk'in in utterances soon
to be recognize able speech
mak'in progress oblivious
to negativity worlds abound
hold'in hands
to erase insensitivity
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