Sixties Anger

How can you sit there and do nothing?

I ask myself. 

I might as well get this all out of paper. 

That must count for something, right?

The anger bubbling inside me says otherwise.

I want to punch someone in the face. 

Namely all those smug white men

Who tortured and killed African Americans.

I would punch and kick and scream

For those of you who were hurt. 

I would vote for your rights. 

I cry for you, you brave Americans. 

Tell me what I can do.