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Let America Be America Again

by Langston Hughes

Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

(America never was America to me.)

Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme

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The Man With The Hoe (Written After Seeing Millet's World-Famous Painting)

by Edwin Markham

Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground,
The emptiness of ages in his face,
And on his back the burden of the world.
Who made him dead to rapture and despair,
A thing that grieves not and that never hopes,
Stolid and stunned, a brother to the ox?
Who loosened and let down this brutal jaw?
Whose was the hand that slanted back this brow?
Whose breath blew out the light within this brain?

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Dazzling Days Ahead

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

As long as I see the sky, I know gemmed sparkle ~ follows dogged blues.

Needs new blood

by Zak Tannhauser

first mistake I made
grabbed the wooden world in my hands

then, scream

carpenter king
sully thyself

infant carvings subtract every moment
year after year, I

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Reaching For The Stars

by Jodi Davis

I am looking past the moon.
I am reaching for the stars.
The journey is worth the effort,
The distance is not that far.
I go as far as my body takes me,
My imagination lifts me the rest of the way.
The stars are constant, faithful friends,
Guiding and showing the way.
I've heard it said,
"Stars are the forgot-me-nots of angels",

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Needs new blood

by Zak Tannhauser

first mistake I made
grabbed the wooden world in my hands

then, scream

carpenter king
sully thyself

infant carvings subtract every moment
year after year, I

......

Hope Yet to Come

by Lio K

hope yet to come
Blocks of pavement down the street,
lead me to that place so bleak;
One foot in front of the other,
This day is the same, just another.
Walk to school in silence,
Clouds gather round and twirl like daisies
I dont need their guidance

Rests on the pavement down the street,

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When dark clouds linger

by Mario Odekerken

When dark clouds linger, heavy and still,
the light feels distant, a memory fading.
Yet in the quiet, beneath the weight,
a seed of hope stirs, unseen but alive,
waiting for the sun to break through.

Dazzling Days Ahead

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

As long as I see the sky, I know gemmed sparkle ~ follows dogged blues.

People's Voice at the End of Twilight

by Ayatullah Nurjati

at the edge of the red twilight, the voice of the people echoed weakly.
In unheard whispers, there is hope that is increasingly fading.
The streets are full of grey dust, leaving footprints without a new destination.

Behind the glitter of the bustling city, they are overlooked in a gloomy shadow of silence and peace. The voices of the people who are tired of screaming, reaching for justice which is increasingly difficult.

Burned by empty promises, but still hopeful in wounded hope.
Dusk turns into dark night, But the voice never went away. In the hearts of those who continue to groan, there is a prayer that strengthens the weary soul.