The Black Girl
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The black girl,
That black girl
Going
To school,
Walking back to hamlet,
Taking to muddy and soiled pathways,
Living a simple life
Full of struggle and suffering
Within limited resources,
Eating stale food
Or late into,
Living without light,
Working with her mother,
Driving goats, sheep, hens, small cows
I can see,
See her trying to be literate,
Struggling to live.
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