Title Poem by Fred Schmidt
Title
Rating: ★5.0
Raise your hands
please do so
and praise the lord
if no
have your occasion
inside the big blow
of a great bang
so slow
down the lands
of your earth
mother of lord
convinced youre worth
to be born
gave birth
so allow your feet
make prints on snow
and your spine
bend for a bow
for all them amen
are superior women
only an a and a wo
can make a man
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