Poem by Christina Smith

 

[at the March, 1999, workshop:]

Green is the color of my
cauze
Wealth for all
I've never seen green
I know people who are green
They were born that way
People scrap, steal, scrounge
and kill for green
And still there's less and
less of it
Earth and Money
Food and Property
Necessities and Wants
Too many are overdeprived
So few are overindulged
by green
So many stopped
by the color go
Anger is red
but it plants the seeds
that grow the seeds
for revolution
that grow forest of change.

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