Poor People Dream

Paula Louise Shene

People of every color, creed, and culture cry

Out to the heavens for justice to be brought nigh

On the oppressed some brothers against brothers

Rectitude lay within the heart or ego on druthers

 

Purpose for survival for many makes choices leading

Even should harm through actions leave siblings pleading

Only, my brother, I cry for relief from your killings

Pushed into slavery and used as grist for the millings

Leaving our culture crushed, gashed, and bloodied

Evening tide sorrow surrounds home emotions muddied

 

Damned for generations, cursed by evilness personified

Rising above only in choice and repentance to abide

Everlasting laying down sword and shield

Almighty God to whom only I yield

Mankind must learn lessons on own or

Strike, and forever fall dead on the field.

(USA, 20/10/2020)