Born 1936, still alive and kickin'
'I can't breathe! '
Black men strangled for presumed inferiority by cops with power, manage one last anguished cry before dying of someone else's crime.
'I can't breathe! '
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When I was a young esquire, O God,
as battle raged on every side of me,
I stood upon a hill of heads and limbs
and stared to see you grinning in the clouds,
...
New news of a new group
Always a new group, promising faster response,
more action than the old group,
pleading for a further subdivision
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I was an old, tired tree:
married late,
childless a while,
always occupied, every moment busy.
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I never want it to stop, nursing my newborn.
It is the most beautiful time
when my breasts engorge and tingle
and warmth spreads through my body,
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