The smell of the forest
Loves my nostrils
The way John Henry loved his hammer
The way Edgar Allan Poe loved his Annabelle Lee
The puddies here
Likes my feet best
The way America was liked by Revere
The way Harriet Tubman liked the coloureds
The drifting rain
Loves my skin
And my hair
The way John Chilembwe loved
Red, Black and Green
Free To Be
The smell of the forestLoves my nostrilsThe way John Henry loved his hammerThe way Edgar Allan Poe loved his Annabelle LeeThe puddies hereLikes my feet bestThe way America was liked by RevereThe way Harriet Tubman liked the colouredsThe drifting rainLoves my skinAnd my hairThe way John Chilembwe lovedRed, Black and Green
My Poetry 
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