First Day

Entering Central High on that scary day, All by myself with no friends near to stay, Whites yelled, screamed and held signs up high, saying "We don't want niggers going to our school." Seeing them standing there, strong and brave. Walking toward the entrance with soldiers blocking the way. The mob crowds around you, just sitting there. Waiting, waiting for someone to help. Waiting, next day. Friends, soldiers together we stand strong. Proud, brave and free. Free at last from being segregated. Seeing the mobs waiting for us, waiting with protesting signs saying "NO INTEGRATION, GO HOME NEGROS!" Treating each other equally as the law states. Not fighting back as much as we want to Still. Still as the wind flies by. Waiting, Sitting, Waiting for someone to help.