41. I Heard The Voices Scream
I heard the voices scream
“Nigger, best shut your mouth.”
When prejudice ran wild
While hatred ruled the south
I heard the voices scream
“Nigger, best shut your mouth.”
When prejudice ran wild
While hatred ruled the south
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Amongst the midnight sky,
I stare at a rose as it dies.
Its pedals are torn and bruised,
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Famous Poem
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.

They gave us all a calendar
At work this afternoon.
Suddenly it dawns on me,
The year is ending soon!
Don't judge a book by its cover.
Love is better than hate.
Life's too short to waste opportunities
I paused to stand and watch a man who had come to the road's divide.
My wonder soared as I watched his stare slowly shift from side to side.
He stood as if not noticing that many passed him by.
They moved without a second glance down the road most traveled by.
She was scared to let go.
She was worried that everything might fall apart.
But she felt this heaviness, every day, growing in her heart.
So she took a deep breath.
The Stories we tell ourselves
often can be
The things that imprison
or cause us to flee.
Famous Poem
Men at forty
Learn to close softly
The doors to rooms they will not be
Coming back to.

Dozens of times
throughout your life,
you’ll outgrow what
you thought you
The unfriendly hand of age
Creeps up and takes hold
Of my fingers, twisting them