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“The State Lay in wait Attica Attack Troops wearing masks carrying gas cannisters and proud to be white proud to be doing what everyone can for The Man”

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June Jordan
June Jordan

June Jordan was a prominent American poet, born on July 9, 1936, and passed away on June 14, 2002. Her poetry addressed a wide range of themes including race, gender, and social justice, known for its profound emotion and strong political consciousness. more

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