One Foot In The Grave

The streets bleed violence

But it’s not what you are thinking

Tv has got you drinking up

The new age of segregation

The cultivation of gentrification

One neighborhood split by the highway

One street built up with new projects

To expel so called misfits

Lies value profits over people

See specific skin colors as evil

Or at least deviant 

So, I cry out across the canyon

“Tell me you don’t believe in it.

Please tell me you can see it.”

But even the echoes ignore me

How can I save humanity

If they can’t see what I see.

I Put one foot in the grave that I dug,

Take one last hug then I shrug.

Blood pressure rising, 

from trying to fight the tyrants,

but it is a losing battle

and even I know it.

So, for every inch forward 

I take a hundred and one back.

Till, I collapse ready for the dirt nap,

ready for the final pause,

but maybe someday someone better

will take up my cause.

Author's Note

A Title would be nice.

Reviews

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Maybe "One Foot In The Grave" would be a good title..I enjoyed reading your politically based work..It is a tough world out there for the young people of today..Our economy has not really bounced back and so many can't find suitable work to support their family..Thanks for the visits to my page..Sara