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Caravan I Do Care, Melanie Pangol

SURGE

A pair of legs that breathe in

Strong feet that has cross endless borders

Hands that have cultivated millions of trees

For you to take away the fruit

Traveling on the path of the wind

Coming without warning

Each day had begun enthusiastically and happily

Even though they hate us because we represent dreams of aspiration

Of being something more than just work labor

Of daring to dream as brown and poor [excerpt]