Dark Days, Bright Nights Poem by Rodney R. Cooper

Dark Days, Bright Nights



The days are dark sad and cold.
work is hard sun beating down on you and a white man always in your face
 it ant fun for a slave but what can we do?
But the nights the night are so bright 
and.Dreamland is the only freedom we get I can do what ever I want.
Till the sun comes up the it's back to work. But I smile and think about what to dream up next. 

Saturday, July 12, 2014
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