In The Shadow Of Days People Poem by friz zby

In the shadow of days people sit back not stand,
The light still shines but we cower,
our voice stunted by becoming,
the growth moves out of our lands and away from are harts.

The mixed race moves toward a new future,
One we stand and subject our criticism,
We move back, when standing tall is our movement.
We hope in past history is not our future.

The developments in people is our guide nets
But we still stand still, in redundant thinking
The mixture of fear is our now our future
So take that step beyond the open door that leads us all.