Everybody is looking
for an answer, but
few can bear the wait.
Too long is a prison song
whitewash can’t erase.
There has to be more
than sidewalk blood
writing names into tears.
We can’t hear if we
choose to be deaf.
We can’t see if we
choose to be blind.
Too many feet
walk the divide
while peace cries
from common ground.
Freedom, every soul
begs for freedom,
but acid tongues
keep throwing stones.
Comments
much love...
walk the divide
while peace cries
Those in a position to cause an impending victory don't seem to care. Great lines Susie!
Hank