My life as a mudskipper
Poems from little black book
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Nothing changed
We are still shadows
on this earth.
Thinking we not equal,
not the same.
Raise your fist -
who to blame?
This is a walk in the park,
caravan after dark.
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