I am ot the only one

I am not the only one In my house, my school, my town, I can’t be the only one Thought it feels as if I am sometime Surrounded by a sea of color that is not my own Mere physical distinctions, no, barriers at one moment in time Reminding people like me we are not them But now, it can hardly be seen the differences, those mere distinctions In that time, people spoke, sat, fought, bearded down, died for our right For a chance to be more than the pigment of skin I feel obligated, almost destined to prove a point, that so many did But what can I do? Take the pen to paper? These dreams to life? All in a place where I am surrounded by a sea of color that is not my own Yet, I am not the only one On the rise, on the march, the quick step, to better things, a change, a beginning of a new era In my house, my school, my town, I can not be the only one Because I alone can not make this kind of a change roar so loud.