no praise song/ no protest song/ no hashtag
I don’t have a poem for Ferguson
don’t have a poem for Dakota
None for Sandra Bland
None Amadou Diallo
None for Pulse
For Syria
None for Gaza
And Soweto
And Khayelitsha
I don’t have a poem for Ferguson
don’t have a poem for Dakota
None for Sandra Bland
None Amadou Diallo
None for Pulse
For Syria
None for Gaza
And Soweto
And Khayelitsha
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