Desolation

Bitter, Wretched, violent Words flowing through my ears Hate exposed through words and actions, Kick. Spit. Shot. Enough we have endured Enough we have kept silent sitting in the back eating in the kitchen no good education- because we are black Hope. Light Faith whispers in our ears A voice so long ignored Has most certainly endured We will not sit in the back Nor will we be shoved into separate kitchens And forced to be less educated Are we not the same as you? Do we not both bleed red? Have a God? So you see if desolation be my friend He does keep me sweet, sweet company And that voice of hope will no longer keep quiet it will no longer be ignored. For so long we have lived with desolation That time has come to part ways And head towards equality because, yes indeed we do both bleed red and have a god and it is he who has told me to forgive for all that solitude has given me hope and hope given me strength and strength the courage and courage my freedom and freedom my rights rights same as yours and forever more shall be the same So goodbye desolation, you have been good company but time has come for me to truly be free.