Comments about Angela Davis
The sky has lost its color; it looks dull and gray.
The world has lost its charm, and I wish it would go away.
I want to stay here inside myself, hidden in my pain.
The hopes I’ve been clinging to no longer remain.
I’ve cried out almost daily, told you how I feel.
You disregard my pleas; you don’t think I am for real.
You think I will just lay here accepting what you do,
Like a dog cowering at its master’s feet, begging for mercy.
This game grows ever so tired; we’ve been down this road