ONCE AGAIN

A child with old eyes

Grandmother eyes

With a warm soul

A warm heart

"I'm your friend." she said

(I would smile)

What will this child be like

When she sees the anger and fright

When she proclaims who she is

And who her father is

When I'm told of other people's sins

I feel I should commit even worse sins

To feel worthy to forgive

Some thing to confess

History is to scary to forget

To truthful to remember

It is repeating it's self to day

Ignorant mistakes wont change it

It is the same thing to day

Will we return to segregation

When some say that is the only solution

Restricted from my brothers and sisters

Because we are deferent

Not to learn from each other

As a child

The little boy

Would wave the flag

During the parade

Now he argues and complains

Because he can't burn that flag to day

Once again we look to find

Our ancestor's graves

A cross, a rock, a mound of dirt

With out any words

Not many clues, for some to know

Where they came from

We look to the sky

Once again