Tuesday, April 26, 2011

I am poem

I am the lunch counter sit in
I wonder if i'll ever see the end of this
I hear hatred from the mountain tops
I see no change
I want equality
I am the lunch counter sit in

I pretend that I will see equality in the end
I feel the hostility burning through my flesh
I need love and good will at al times
I worry that this will never end
I cry internally to show no display of weakness
I am the lunch counter sit in

I understand the miscompsention of these people...
I believe unity is soon to come...
I dream of peace between all humanity...
I try not to wake from such a realistic thing...
I hope for this dream to come true a dream of change because...
I am the lunch counter sit in