Who Am I?

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33805
United States
28° 5' 47.058" N, 81° 55' 14.6712" W

Who Am I?
As I wait at this bus stop
Hot and tired I think to myself what’s for dinner?
Thoughts of roast, mashed potatoes and corn came to mind.

Around the corner I heard a screeching noise,
The bus was coming.
WoooooooW! I sigh with relief
My feet swollen and aching from a long day of hard labor
All I wanted was a seat!

As the bus came to a complete stop
People began to load
Us colored folks sat in the back, but today it was full
Like a church house on Easter Sunday.

As we began to pull off, a man, a white man,
Yells “Stop that bus!”
The bus stops, and he boards the bus
Of course he noticed I was sitting in the right seat
But a seat is a seat, I needed to rest my feet.

The man approached me asking for my seat.
I began to think, “Do he know how hard I work today?”
Then I remembered he don’t care!!

I said “No sir” as polite as I could
The police arrived and I was arrested.
Not because I wouldn’t give up my seat
But because I took a stand!

I sat in that jail cell not regretting a thing
Because I refused to move,
Not for me and my tired feet,
But for YOU!!

I am Rosa Parks

By Patience Taylor
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