Balcony Scene Poem by Vince Rogers

How must it feel to stand on the stage? ? ? ?

To show so many love, yet fuel such rage

What must it be like to look in the crowd? ? ? ?

To hear the cheers, then jeers just as loud

How did you manage those long nights in jail? ? ? ?

Wife left alone to tend young babies’ wails

How were you able to muster the strength? ? ? ?

To take the great struggle to it’s ultimate length

Like Brother Malcolm before, your life soon to end

If you could see us now, would you do it all again? ? ? ?

Even though days earlier you gave God all your fears

Was it all worth the fatherless babies and widow’s tears? ? ? ?

Surrounded by friends you were their greatest hope

Yet hate held you focused clear in its scope