September 2008 
our native land
Posted on May 29th, 2008
by 
joey
joey
poem by henrietta lanahan
1963
This is our own native land. Let us give each other a helping hand. For the right to vote is our legal right and not whether our skin is black or white. There may be some in this land of ours. Who would want to mar it or to give it any scars, but do they really love their country well. By some of the things they do , how are we to tell. If so, let them put these old fires out. and erase all questions of doubt. For the man with the black skin is here to stay. Let us all open our hearts to help him pray. For the things he wants most , is his equal rights.
1963
This is our own native land. Let us give each other a helping hand. For the right to vote is our legal right and not whether our skin is black or white. There may be some in this land of ours. Who would want to mar it or to give it any scars, but do they really love their country well. By some of the things they do , how are we to tell. If so, let them put these old fires out. and erase all questions of doubt. For the man with the black skin is here to stay. Let us all open our hearts to help him pray. For the things he wants most , is his equal rights.
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beautiful! although this 'world' is ALL our native land, and who is it to say one cannot live here or live there? or move to where we please?
arificial borders constrict the free spirit of mankind and humanity.
blessings.
“For the things he wants most , is his equal rights.”
amen to that!