Hands Of The Blacks Poem by Sheila Mae Zagado
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Hands Of The Blacks
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Look at the beautiful creatures around you,
With different characteristics.
But the hands of the blacks,
Making it destructible.
While flying to reach the highest part of the sky,
There's a hands of the blacks
Who were trying to cut your wings.
To stop you from reaching that sky.
Monday, February 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: color
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5/4/2024 6:41:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful poem sheila keep writing