Dry My Tears!

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Class of 1910 of Texas College  HBCU

To my classmates I have written a poem in it goes like this

It’s been a long time coming, as we walk through the darkness of our sunrise. As we sit here looking at the sunset of our tears, We asked Our Lord too

Dry My Tears of beating 

Dry My Tears of hanging 

Dry My Tears of discrimination

Dry My Tears of having A Dream 

Dry My Tears of  Being Black 

Dry My Tears of Suffering 

Dry My Tears of Anger 

Dry My Tears of Love 

Dry My Tears of Happiness 

Dry My Tears of Faith

Dry My Tears of My Heart and Soul 

Dry My Tears Oh Lord 

Dry Our Tears God as it a been long time coming,

We Are Masters Of Our Fate, We Are The Captain Of My Soul.       WE ARE: Black Excellence, Black Educator, Black Creators, Black Greatness, and Black Love?d, Our journey is not done.

By Dale Cooper