Poem by Wallace Henry Thurman

Confession

Opportunity, July 1926

I called you human tumbleweed
And chided you for sowing seed
Of misanthropic malcontent;
Yet I suspect my savage breast
Would never nurture seeds of rest,
Even if you sowed them there.

1. Fire!!
2. God's Edict
3. Untitled
4. Stars

William Cartwright Confession ("I do confess, O God, my wand'ring Fires")

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