Christopher Katana Poems

How can this be called the 'Land of the free'
if freedom isn't with everyone I see?
I know this isn't just being seen by just me.
Why can't they just let my people be?
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I love the way you laugh and the way you care.
I love the way you think and the way you easily scare.
I love the way you talk and the way you're always there.
I love the way you walk, I love the way you stare.
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Community, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you trust and love,
Invading my mind day and night,
Always dreaming about the black love.
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In the dance of life, love, and lies we tread,
A tapestry is woven with threads of truth and dread.
In the labyrinth of existence, we roam,
Seeking solace, longing for home.
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