That Justice is a blind goddess
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes.
by Langston Hughes.
There are a few poets out there that just have it. Hughes has it. Every time I read his stuff I find words that resonate profoundly inside my skull.
Is a thing to which we black are wise:
Her bandage hides two festering sores
That once perhaps were eyes.
by Langston Hughes.
There are a few poets out there that just have it. Hughes has it. Every time I read his stuff I find words that resonate profoundly inside my skull.
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