If I was President
The first thing I would do
is call Mumia Abu-Jamal.
No,
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Did you ever understand this?
If my spirit was poor, how could I enter heaven?
Was I depressed?
Understanding editing,
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Don’t be like those who ask for everything:
praise, a blurb, a free ride in my rented
limousine. They ask for everything but never offer
anything in return.
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Knowing you might some day come
and how unprepared I’ve always
been
like Mr. Sloppy
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Before I leave the stage
I will sing the only song
I was meant truly to sing.
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The tree of life
has fallen on my small house.
I thought it was so much bigger!
But it is not.
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When you thought me poor,
my poverty was shaming.
When blackness was unwelcome
we found it best
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When the people
have won a victory
whether small
or large
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How can Humanity
look the deer
in
the face?
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