Boldness Of Generations Poem by Danny Speicher

I can't breathe this rancid air anymore
Suffocating from failure to pursue
One man's dream, instead strange fruit in the trees
Equality appears the grail of lore

Six score seventeen emancipation
One score sixteen the hope of civil rights
Yet here we are,20th century
Waving flags of treason to our nation

"Unity! " I hear them cry from the set
Under what banner do we unify
Majority exhausted from a fight
Waged only with the minorities' sweat

Feign a persecution that you construe
While the oppressed cry from the city streets
"All lives matter" they scream to the bleeding
But, do black lives really matter to you?

Cities on fire and tear gas reply
To a people whose peaceful protest fell
On deaf ears for countless millinea
While the red hat philosophers ask "why? "

My prayer on this day is not for a peace
My prayer this day is that protest not die
The boldness of generations march on
March to equity. Until then, not cease.

((June 17th,2020))