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After i learned that the rate of valum prescriptions in baghdad sky rocketed after the u. S. Entry into that space. The title of the poem and it is the words the probably roost which is bitter. Biting, cutting, sharp. Bitan. Once, she was a fearest dark girl whos tongue skipped top of meeting. Teeth, teeth top of mouth like double dutch with the word that ment her thoughts cutting circles through the day. No chance shed be the one to trip and break rhythm. Then she could sit all day on her porch memorizing the trees. She could be still. The birds, winged through leaves like they didnt know any...

Will stretch out and face the challenges of the moment with our tongues wrapped around the idea of peace. Feel its weight, hear its song, remember in vent, discover, recreate its rhythms as we begin to walk the long trail of healing. Sew it to grow on it be it to see it, peace. Sew it to grow it, be it to see it, peace. [applause]. Flying inside the evening sky. I dont know the name of the blues that shadow our past. One is sweet and light a cool meringue. Another sharp but still. A third thick presses down upon the rest. Colbolt. A blue that hums deeply a harmony of ferm ment denying stars sh...

Will stretch out and face the challenges of the moment with our tongues wrapped around the idea of peace. Feel its weight, hear its song, remember in vent, discover, recreate its rhythms as we begin to walk the long trail of healing. Sew it to grow on it be it to see it, peace. Sew it to grow it, be it to see it, peace. [applause]. Flying inside the evening sky. I dont know the name of the blues that shadow our past. One is sweet and light a cool meringue. Another sharp but still. A third thick presses down upon the rest. Colbolt. A blue that hums deeply a harmony of ferm ment denying stars sh...

Aspirations. Refusing the burden of being a destroyer of homes. Rejecting the obligation of being the killer of brothers, spurning the mantel of murderer of children, decimator of families, poisoner of the earth. One day it will happen. On this tiny planet, flushed with blues weeping in reds opening green and fresh. Tell be quiet on this day. So quiet it will pass almost unnoticed. Because there will yet be hunger and floods and fire. There will yet be storms and despair and disease. There will yet be struggles and madness. But when that morning come thousands upon thousands will get up, milli...

There is company, cant remember. There is company. The stains will not wash out. [applause] he wasnt dragged death in a quick casual way. They had fun with his body they chained him to the back of the car did fish tails. Forensic evidence suggests his body came lose and some of the men confessed and rechained him after rolling back over him to get him. Most of us heard about this tragedy. Something we dont hear is because dragged to death we assume he was dragged like this. See that way chained to the truck its not true. He was not dragged like that he was dragged like this. Chained the back o...