The Message

Is it not enough that I ask for respect Until that time, I seem to detest That my fellow beings are being treated Such as though they are not being greeted Until that day, when our rights are granted I shall stand here without resentment I see the future bright and flourishing But now we are burrowing Let it be clear MLK did them well But now we stand here to tell That we are ready for our chance To belong in the romance It does not matter whether black or white We have a President in spite People think, this has gone away But I fear, it is forever to stay Great poets like Langston Hughes Provided the Harlem way for us to fuse, Our promise to grow and to speak Until or brothers decide to meet I am not hear as black or white I am not hear to tell whats right All I know is that those like Malcom X Are wrong for their crucifix Those like Rosa Parks stand strong Those like me write strong poems What is it I want to accomplish? I just want all to to not be languished.