Brotherhood

Come, brothers all! Shall we not wend The blind-way of our prison-world By sympathy entwined?

Shall we not make The bleak way for each other's sake Less rugged and unkind?

O let each throbbing heart repeat The faint note of another's beat To lift a chanson for the feet That stumble down life's checkered street.

Georgia Douglas Johnson

Aprender de memoria: toca un hueco

Shall we not
The blind-way of our
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