Drift.
Words
trickle
down
through
history.
Throreau, Gandhi, MLK.
They promised a better day.
Where has this fervor gone?
I can't find any new Bob Dylan songs.
Your freedom ride has met a stalemate.
S
t
a
g
n
a
n
thoughts.
Equality?
We have it?
Sit-ins.
Boycotts.
Protest.
A little thing called civil disobedience.
Round two. Begin.
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