up, up and away
the chariot dun swung low today
and the chickens aren't just roosting they're fried
cause my African son has died and sweet Jesus, I'm soured by the fact
my other black son committed this act.
Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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