Their poems reverted in the sure defeat
Of all the voices of minorities
Whose stories need be told. A story frees
The soul from Hell. A story will give birth
To future paths we never thought were worth
The time to contemplate, perhaps a new
And branching branch of time. Each voice is due,
Each voice should sing its single subtle song
To show autistics, women, both belong,
To show that African-Americans,
Hispanics, Asians, all the world have plans
And goals and stories we should hear, are told
In lovely lines of lyric poetry
That free us all and make the blind to see.
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