By Margaret W. (Form 2) I refuse to take your brotherly hand Your nails are black with dirt, brother And your palms are clammy with sweat I refuse to take the hand you extend in help, I shall not join hands with you, brother For unclean hands make
By Nancy A. (Form 1) Cries from desperate souls In common plea to all Listen the pain of the voiceless Seeking to awaken consciousness Mama let us live Let me survive for each river in a silent plea The sources of the harden of glimmerces And the future
By Martha A. (Form 1) This is the time when we are kept aided Taught by Daraja to know and love and do. Step by step enlightened Toiling in faith Reaching for the skies. We have arrived to join a thousand others All with one mission To drink
