Living in Equality? This is Not True

Multiple years ago, and still not far away, For still are many thankful, with every passing day. Then, courageous men broke the status quo To give others a new life, a new day, a new flow. Turn broken property into dignified people, This they hoped for in secret from under the steeple. “Enough is enough, no more,” they said With good honest Abe placed as their head. Once We the People, our grandparents and friends, Came over to be relieved of odd ends. We were free and stood high on our stools, Then turned around and used others as tools. Men, women, and children alike Torn apart and forced to work for monsters disliked. No reading, no writing, these were not allowed, The owners feared these prisoners would become all too proud. Now, divided in two Surrounded by green, with no use of blue She, once so young and great, Slowly grows weary with hate. Neighbors, friends and loyal brothers, Now enemy and foe from one another. Wives, to your husbands, wish the best. They do work they will learn to detest. Sisters, pray for your brother, Do not forget to say you love one another. Fathers, pass the wisdom to your young sons. Their job is to take care of daughters and moms. Men must go far away In hopes they can conquer a brand new day. Through blood, battles, death and tears, These young men conquered society’s fears. Now they are banned – the horrors of slavery. We have those men to thank for their great bravery. From property to people, indeed this is true, But ban discrimination, all have this job to do. King, Parks, and many more In hopes of opening a new social door, She sat in pride, in honor he spoke, Realizations and problems alike, they awoke. We are all equal, with God given Rights, While accepted by some, others broke into fights. We are all people, with legs, arms, faces, and toes, When will this be realized? Nobody knows. Finally given some rights were they, They were finally able to vote one day. Not three-fifths or one-half, but each is counted as one. But ban discrimination, this job has not yet been done. Today we walk side by side, But seeing each others as equals? This is a lie. No one knows how long it must be Until racial freedom is no longer a dream; Until no more jokes, no more jeers, No more degrading by the peers. Stereotypes are natural in life, But hurt as easily as the blade of a freshly sharpened knife. Keep life simple, keep life sweet. Let us all live by the same beat. No more fights, not more tears, No more living any racial fears. One day this will be a world we live in, A beautiful and equal world, treating all as kin.