Saturday, March 26, 2016

plains by Jimmy Carter

pioneering white men fought to claim
the band of indian they sent west to die.
our families moved in then to occupy
the rolling plains that gave the town its name.
there were only half a thousand souls,
white and black, the master and the slave,
neither side forgot, nor ever gave
each other ways to reach their common goals

but now, as equals, free to rise or fall
together, we have learned we must depend
on one another, though the town is small,
we cherish it as haven, home, and friend,
and won't let strife or mischance bring to all
our dreams---our modest, tempered dreams--an
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