Found Poetry 363

9/6/20

turning African families slaves
fraction of a man defined
stealing Native American land
drunk off economic oil and blood combined
what is the next hit for us thieves I wonder
how far will our ethics zigzag and stretch
a qualified leader has never existed here
and cannot in the destiny we love to manifest

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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