What is wrong with these blacks?
Where can they possibly go?
Always exist with one eye open
Too bright to let it be closed
Pushed to the back of the bus
Told they were the lowest of us
Many rose above destiny
Like Rosa Parks, would you not agree?
Lived lives which made them proud
Still many waited below the clouds
Depression, suppression, and no jobs
Low income housing cursed them out loud
Government programs came to relieve
Only capped potential so it seemed
Trillions poured into relief
Made conditions worse is my belief
Government pay off to remain quiet
Just the opposite occurred — terrible riots
Stay single, receive larger checks
Family breakdowns, potential is wrecked
I hear applause, this is the truth
To listen and agree, nothing to lose
They have told me: their eyes are not shut
Enduring condition is not what they strut
Educational need acknowledged,
So, too, parental enhancement
Individual pride preached
The pride to advancement
My eyes are open and I saw their need
Help the down trodden has become my creed
Stanski
October 11, 2024, ^