You would make of us cotton;
a "new" harvest for your reapers.
You forget...we are ALL grist;
till we are food.
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
The Fallacy of Superiority
You would make of us cotton;
a "new" harvest for your reapers.
You forget...we are ALL grist;
till we are food.
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