What is Equality?

so i had the feeling to write a poem because why not i love poems

What Is Equality

 By: Romire R. Scott

 

                                                           What is Equality?

                   Is it about Trayvon Martin?

                       Because of race you can’t sit in the front of the bus or trolley?

                            What happened to when Martin Luther King had a dream?

                            What happened to the saying “Free at last! Free at last!”

                               Are we really free, do we have the power we deserve?

                           Why can’t we just get along like bacon, eggs and pancakes?

                              Why worry about the wars and the bomb blasts?

                                             Why can’t we all live as one nation?        

                                        Forget about all the riots and outbreaks.

                                    We are the future and the joy of creation.

                                    We, the kids of the future, are never listened to.

                    The ones who helped us get our freedom what does it mean for us?

                                              Is life really like the nine o’clock rush?

                    Why is it that because of our race that we still get less freedom?

              But everyone think we are demons.

                                In the end we all try and we never achieve.

                           But starting now we are known as free men and women.

                    To me equality is being free.

                                 Just like my friend who’s last name was Lee.

                              We can run and hide or we can be strong and fight.

      To all that made us who we are.

                               I thank them and everyone from a far.

                                     I have one more saying in the books on the line.

                        There is one more question that’s burning a hole in my mind.

         Why do we act so ghostly?

      I know what equality means to me

                                        So again I ask you what is equality?