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For Two Jameses, Nikki Giovanni

poetry365:

(Ballantine and Snow)
In iron cells

we all start
as a speck
nobody notices us
but some may hope
we’re there
some count days and wait

we grow
in a cell that spreads
like a summer cold
to other people
they notice and laugh
some are happy
some wish to stop
our movement

we kick and move
are stubborn and demanding
completely inside
the system

they put us in a cell
to make us behave
never realizing it’s from cells
we have escaped
and we will be born
from their iron cells
new people with a new cry


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