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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387888" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Human Blood, Angry And Red!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i put on my black skin<br>to walk through your lily white churches.<br>i spoke not a word... <br>my silent body exuded, <br>years of poverty and oppression, <br>discrimination and hunger.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i laid down my shackles<br>on the steps of your courthouse, <br>i spit blood on your law books, <br>human blood, angry and red! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the woman i slept with, <br>walked beside me step by step.<br>she bore my children, <br>i washed her feet with awe.<br>we spoke and listened, <br>forever equals...<br>take down your sign, <br>ribs are made to barbeque! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my son fell in love<br>with a young painter from France...<br>a delicate young man, <br>features sharp and clear.<br>i spent dinners in their company, <br>conversation that cut darkness.<br>stunned, admiring... their devotion, <br>their love wrapped in thought.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i laid down my shackles<br>neath the altar in your church, <br>i spit blood on your holy books, <br>human blood, angry and red! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i turned away from your armies, <br>took the needle from my soul.<br>shook off the shudders of ignorance, <br>and laid down my gun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sold all my possessions, <br>walked away from debt induced bondage.<br>stuck out my thumb, <br>and headed high in the hills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i slept neath the trees, <br>could hear the song of the river.<br>whispered to the owl, <br>lying close to my dog.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">intimately knew every star by name, <br>every blade of grass, <br>and the coolness of stone.<br>speak, o wind, speak and deliver! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i laid down my shackles, <br>in the chambers of your progress, <br>i spit blood on your agenda, <br>human blood, angry and red! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i crossed the border at midnight, <br>silently moving, shadows in shadows.<br>with nothing to lose but my life, <br>nothing to gain but my life.<br>hands eager to work, <br>heart eager to dream, <br>believing in the impossible dream, <br>of freedom! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i laid down my shackles, <br>at the foot of your Statue Of Liberty, <br>i spit blood on your Constitution, <br>human blood, angry and red! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">kill me freedom! <br>rip the heart from my chest.<br>i wear your scars<br>on my back and my face.<br>bury me in equality, <br>let my name be every name.<br>rip the skin from my bones, <br>let my bones be the steps...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on the path to compassion, <br>on the road to human kindness...<br>let my memory be fairness, <br>my image be joined hands!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q>
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to walk through your lily white churches.
i spoke not a word... 
my silent body exuded, 
years of poverty and oppression, 
discrimination and hunger.

i laid down my shackles
on the steps of your courthouse, 
i spit blood on..."></div>
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