Sixties Anger
How can you sit there and do nothing?
I ask myself.
I might as well get this all out of paper.
That must count for something, right?
The anger bubbling inside me says otherwise.
I want to punch someone in the face.
Namely all those smug white men
Who tortured and killed African Americans.
I would punch and kick and scream
For those of you who were hurt.
I would vote for your rights.
I cry for you, you brave Americans.
Tell me what I can do.