The men laugh at the witty line, but it is not a belly laugh. Beasley’s mouth is in a wide smile, but his eyes do not laugh, for there is little reason for joy. And if eyes are indeed mirrors of the soul, then they reflect an infinite sadness. I look away, afraid of what mine might reflect

The men laugh at the witty line, but it is not a belly laugh. Beasley’s mouth is in a wide smile, but his eyes do not laugh, for there is little reason for joy. And if eyes are indeed mirrors of the soul, then they reflect an infinite sadness. I look away, afraid of what mine might reflect

– Mumia Abu-Jamal –

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