to carry life
to bear it
to be aware of the beauty
of man/to create/is to
become sorrowed by those
who, unaware, kill/exploit/
plunder/dehumanize.
there are times when sorrow
becomes mixed with joy
tears with smiles
it is then the innocence
of the innocents tears at your soul
your mind
carrying a new person, another life
awakens all of you in you-
the world can be so harsh, so cruel
and you as a new you,
a servant of creation, are
defensive
afraid
sometimes alone
even, with many people
you want to protect him/her(the new life)
from society's cruelty-
you will see
you can
not.
Huey Newton and Erika Huggins, Insights and Poems, San Francisco: City Lights Books, 1975, pp. 43-44
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