Nikki Giovanni Poems

Some people forget that love is
tucking you in and kissing you
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the last time i was home
to see my mother we kissed
exchanged pleasantries
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I'm not lonely
sleeping all alone
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so he said: you ain't got no talent
if you didn't have a face
you wouldn't be nobody
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in my younger years
before i learned
black people aren't
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While it is true
(though only in a factual sense)
That in the wake of a
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Clouds float by on a summer sky
I hop scotch over to you
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I was born in the congo
I walked to the fertile crescent and built
the sphinx
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Childhood rememberances are
always a drag if you're Black
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it's not the crutches we decry
it's the need to move forward
though we haven't the strength
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