Listen Children

Poem By Lucille Clifton

listen children
keep this in the place
you have for keeping
always
keep it all ways

we have never hated black

listen
we have been ashamed
hopeless tired mad
but always
all ways
we loved us

we have always loved each other
children all ways

pass it on

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I just recently hear this poem at a woman's meeting and immediately liked it. I have made copies to pass out to whomever wants a copy.
Loving advice passed from oder to younger generation. Be who you are!


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