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After listening to nikki giovanni
i felt like a failure
hearing prison poems
captured the inside of my tormented soul
my heart became words
which write more words
to stories untold
the skin in which i live, and like
seemed to blossom like a african violet
growing to the sound of a scratched record
repeating free at last, free at last
looking at a bible
which has meant a lot
After listening to nikki giovanni
i became poetry
like a butterfly from a seed
like a river from a weed
After listening to nikki giovanni
i have love
love 4 u nikki
4 u nikki
4 u
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem