Deep as the RiversA Poem by AbbieI am a bolt of a complete
machine, I have come to understand. Help from one who has learned
first hand Will keep each mind from doubt. “This is who I am,” He spoke clear and stated sound. Shame never held on and hate
could not set. In his presence racial fires
froze And brotherhood gained ground. All insecurities washed from
tortured eyes, And love saw no horizon. An influence this fixed will
carry on long past ones dying day. A million strong with words and
thoughts, Not worried of what they faced. © 2011 AbbieReviews
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