This poem was inspired by Langston Hughes' poem
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I am the moon that breaks through the dark night.
I stay hidden behind the light during the day,
The instructor said,
Go home and writea page tonight.And let that page come out of you---Then, it will be true.
I doubt that's all there is to it
MY ARROW SLICES THROUGH WIND
BUT THE WHITE-MAN’S BULLET SLICES THROUGH THE CLOTHES ON MY BACK