Poetry: Did We Really Win?
September 9, 2022
The revolution of the mind, the soul and of life to be free
The willingness to speak all those unspoken words
To talk, sing, the sense of belonging
Acting instead of re-acting
us-satisfaction instead of self-satisfaction
hate that locks doors
togetherness that unlocks doors
when we were chained together
arm and arm, ankle to ankle, back to back
we stood together, escaped together
movements and marched together
now in our Freedom
how free are we?
Did we really win the revolution?
Let’s talk to the screaming mothers
slumped over the lifeless form of their sons and daughters
ask the teenage pallbearer his third time around
let’s step behind the prison walls and ask our fathers, our brothers and our sons
let’s try to wake and ask the addict who still has the needle in his or her arm
let’s put our ear to the bruised lips of the women who have just been beaten by their
let’s look into the eyes of the teenage mother as she drowns out the cries of her baby
to listen to the cries of her own heart
Now in our freedom, shouldn’t we feel free?
(All Stories and Poetry is originally ....Belinda Lane and has Copyrights!)