My eyes met the Sun and we rose Crack the sun-kissed knuckles Sink hand to waist Handful of tattered tee Raise above head it plummets to familiar floor Skin exposed Eye-fingers inspect Know every
Silence your first languageWho taught you this tongue?Taught your spirit to dumb downTo fit with these bite sized american syllablesWhy do you not resent it?The oppressor on your tongueSqueezing a
