the children
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Colors… (The new world is here. Let’s be kind to each. Call someone you miss. Help the people you can. I pray our leaders are helping our brothers and sisters countries. Be a friend. If someone is afraid. Call Johnnie. I wrote this poem in 1978 and added some lines.) Black, white, brown and yellow.… Read more
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You are me and I’m you. People who separate color, race and religion. Are truly blind. Don’t you cry for the sick child. Don’t you hold the mother or father who lost a son or daughter. Share tears for someone else in mourning. You are me and I’m you.If someone is murdered near or far.Miles’s… Read more
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Lead with concern, kindness and listen. 1- I was a soldier for 15 years. California taught me peace and Texas taught me madness. Europe taught me. People can be kind and war taught me. We are led by angry and greedy men. Does war teach us anything? I believe today the people of the USA… Read more
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One Tin soldier. I have become a vulgar man. Once I had a young heart. Love didn’t darken my heart, love didn’t darken my mind. Life did. He told the mirror in the tavern. I remember everything. I remember the beautiful faces of the kind women who tried to love me. I remember doing the… Read more
