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Within Bold Hearts

8/31/2017

 
 
Nobody would be happier
To see his face upon the twenty
Than Andrew Jackson—crappier
A human being than others: plenty!

I once believed his lineage
Flowed in my veins, but if not blood
I know I own revulsion’s wage,
At least that much is understood.

That “filthy lucre” could not be
More filthy than with Jackson’s face--
Rendered less so symbolically
If Harriet Tubman’s should replace.

Except for Lincoln let us have
The lot of those white men replaced:
Sojourner Truth, who was a slave,
Or Douglass, who preached freedom’s taste.

Malcolm and Martin let us put
And John Brown also, to affirm
That liberty has taken root
Within bold hearts that do not squirm.

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