I was smote by words
As a soldier with bullets
‘Til I harnessed their power
And they slight retreated lest
I would fire back
Then they came for my freedom
But they did not prevail;
No rights were forsaken
Because time outran evil
And faded to black.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
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- Category: Reflection
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