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Mind-altering
after a little music
my thoughts differ
like pointing at a sword
or coming to France to protest
capable of great trust
no false parts ever hold
Poems on the topic: protest
Poems on the topic “protest” on Poets.by.
Anna Imroth
Cross the hands over the breast here — so.
Straighten the legs a little more — so.
And call for the wagon to come and take her home.
Her mother will cry some and so will her sisters and
brothers.
But all of the others got down and they are safe and
this is the only one of the factory girls who
wasn't lucky in making the jump when the fire
broke.
It is the hand of God and the lack of fire escapes.
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