Solitary Garden

Is not just a plot of land

On a grassy knoll at UC Santa Cruz;

It’s a destination, a spot,

A spot where we grow crops

A spot where we grow thoughts

What kind of thoughts, you ask?

Thoughts of freedom and abolition

Thoughts of tearing down walls

And shutting down prisons

Thoughts of you

Thoughts of me

Thoughts of revolution

In the planting of seeds

And the seeds we grow

Are of infinite possibilities…

Ded: Herman Wallace & Jackie Sumell