I start no
wars, raining poison
on cathedrals,
melting Stars of David
into golden faucets
to be lighted by lamps
shaded by human skin.
I set no
store on the strange lands,
send no
missionaries beyond my
borders,
to plunder secrets
and barter souls.
They
say you took my manhood,
Momma.
Come sit on my lap
and tell me,
what do you want me to say
to them, just
before I annihilate
their ignorance ?
Son To Mother
Maya Angelou
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Poem topics: human, skin, ignorance, start, golden, strange, poison, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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beverly: this poem is too long but it is pretty nice
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