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We've had a lot of interest in the two poems read at the Bud Clark Commons opening celebration last week.
Leo Rhodes, Street Roots: 'Being Human?'
I am the voice you never hear
If I spoke would you listen?
I am the ugly duckling
Visible in your pretty little world
I am the criminal when I try to sleep
I am the nuisance
Trying to keep dry out of the rain
I am the homeless person
Looking for dignity and a safe secure place
Barry Sanders: 'Untitled'
An African proverb says,
When an old man dies
A library burns to the ground.
And when an old woman dies,
a school burns to the ground.
And when a child dies,
A church, a synagogue, a mosque,
All burn down to the ground.
And when anyone utters the truth,
Speaks out for the poor, the powerless,
For those too tired, too tattered, to care (anymore)
It's a symphony,
A great clap of thunder,
A thousand voices chanting their own favorite word.