Before I post this verse, some thoughts to share. As I approach the
age of 80 with bad knees, marching in protest is no longer an option.
I would like to believe that this guy at age 20 would have been on the
streets of Chicago with everyone else. I never expect my poems to make
a difference with anyone but it is amazing how much lighter that I feel
after I post verses that are created to make you think about recent events.
The same message we hear time and again.
What will change this time and when?
Guns and shooting kids, when will change come around.
So many city streets that have become a battleground.
A new crisis in every single headline that we hear.
Lately, a worldwide pandemic that we all must fear.
Black Lives Matter is the strong message delivered today.
From that path and belief, our world must never stray.
That same message, you must hear time and again.
Now is the time and now is certainly the when.