Be Brave

From mass rapes

Against our women...

Bloody Sunday

On the blacks...

Violence, and naked

Aggression 

Tried to keep 

Tsunami back...

...The Niagara

Had to cascade!...

No more snags

Would be allowed!...

The body politic

Was lacking, and

Disparate of the 

Crowd.

We we're poles apart

From equal...

There was fear 

Inside our hearts!...

...Acts of courage

Kept us humble,

And allowed

Healing to start...

Elite had their stinking

Fingers in

All of our sugar bowls...

...It's been hard to know

The up, and up, and

For who the rooster

Crows...

...Now, what were 

All of these struggles

For?...

...The women cast in

Jail...

The black youth 

Drenched with firehoses...

The gruesome, hateful

Tales

From the South of 

Freedom Fighters mauled

By dogs, and by barbed

Wire?...

...Why did they fight?...

Not just for rights, but 

For what they all aspired

Would be 

A just, and sincere government

That would honor their

Own needs

For the pursuit of happiness,

And freedom.

...We must recall these

Daring deeds

Of protestors who 

Weathered limits,

And gave birth to 

Brave new worlds.

...And while the 

Hydra

Of technology 

Continues to unfurl,

We must remember 

To keep fighting...

...To not grow weary

In this haze

Of media idolatry,

And frenzy...

We must remember

To be brave.

©

2017

Bunny Villaire